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M.A bring them out
bring them poles out

Pull up to the with a bottle on me (that Henny)
I'm already
Got five voicemails, I just left the
And my bitch, she already
Blu just a blunt, he like, "bro you good?"
I'm like, "nah bro, let me hit it"
Puff puff drink, I wanna think
Groupies want a picture, gotta wait
I'm in another zone, I'm in another
My girl getting on my nerves, I going home
Ain't got time for this shit (I don't got for this shit)
I ain't got time for this bitch (I don't got for this bitch)
Throwing ones like money on trees
So I look down all I see is green
look for love in the strip club
Where all the bartenders me big hugs, wait
Hold up, turn around, tssk,
Where you think you with that big butt?
Brown water in that big cup
My nigga Bottle rolling big blunts
Chill dude, you are not a guy
Not the one with a gun, guy
My like shootin' shit for fun, guy
shot, hit the boy one time
Do not come to Brooklyn with nonsense
I to bag the work in them apartments
Now I get a bag for a
If you want to me, Big Savage who you talk to
While they making disses I'm just hits
if it don't make dollars it don't make no sense
This is chess, not checkers, learn the dude
But I just can't relate 'cause that's what do
Big bone, she look like Babe Ruth
She let me hit it out the park like I'm Ruth
I hit my dougie, ooh I'm pretty though
Bring Hilfiger back and I'm jiggy though
Niggas know I'm hot but envy though
Oh well, at my bitch is with me ho
her favorite song, this her favorite song (OOOUUU)
She get in her Birk when they put on
Oww, that's the thot
OOOUUU, shawty got that hot
My guys talk, they just pop off
If a thot front, she'll get dropped off
My homie Sav in Porsche with the top off
I'm in that Audi with some slippers and some on
Doin' 95 just to a cop off
Then I pull up to hood and piss your block off (skrt skrt)
Bitch I got that hot
So NY with Timbs on
And shoutout to the girls who wear sew-ins
Cause it's all my bitches with the wigs on, OOOUUU
You don't got no hot
You are not hot, you a
around boy and get your top knocked off
Hear them hoes, yeah quick to really pop off
And them niggas, yeah they pop off
And you know the beat I can bop on
Yeah we bop on, New City bop on 'em
Yeah we bop, I'ma bop, bop on 'em

Yeah we got hot sauce
But you got no hot sauce
the type of beat I can bop on
I a quick thot that can top off
This the that I really get my guap on
And you the whole game, I got a lock on
It's Young M.A, Redlyfe, got that hot
Redlyfe got that hot
you don't got no hot sauce
Nah, you got no hot sauce
You don't got no hot
Them Redlyfe got that hot sauce