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Sweet street
that gushy
Nasty stuff,
I her

street pussy
Gimme that
stuff, nigga
I her

I the red bone pretty feet, slim waist, cute face
Girl, if that's you put yo' info in my two way
Girl, you a me and you can make a movie
She the diamonds on my chain look like kool aid

And when I'm gone she be me like school days
Alright, I like a bitch, that a bitch
Fucking right, I'm rich and I ain't getting
I'm getting in full, just call me money, mitch

Balling like Gynn, I'm never lonely in that penthouse
And all the a nigga thinks she's at a friends house
Okay, the phantom up and bought the bent out
It's Weezy baby bitch, I'm hot all the vents out, ha, ha

Sweet street
Gimme gushy
stuff, nigga
I her

Sweet street
Gimme gushy
Nasty stuff,
I her

street pussy
Gimme that
Nasty stuff,
I her

Sweet street
Gimme gushy
Nasty stuff,
I her

Tell 'em how it go, it go holly grove, 17 Carlton, Eagle
with my hood till my feet gets sore
Run up on them boys and you ain't no more
I am the jungle, the mighty jungle and the guns go pow, hah

Why your boyfriend acting like secret
I'm a get you by yourself and get my service
I'm on the purple and now the earth is bouncing
I've the highest mountain

And baby girl, that coupe is fountain
You see the and yellow diamonds call it Mountain Dew
I got a crib in the sky with view
And i take a skinny bitch if her titties new, ha, ha, ha, now it do

Sweet pussy
that gushy
Nasty stuff,
I her

street pussy
Gimme that
stuff, nigga
I her

Sweet pussy
that gushy
Nasty stuff,
I her

Sweet pussy
that gushy
Nasty stuff,
I her

Get 'em, shoes, Gucci buckle, Gucci belt, Gucci bucket
than the yellow number 2, I doesn't what I do
And if you didn't know, now you knew that I am the
And red truck suit and I treat money like glue

You know I gotta stick to paper, you know I'm like a
That's why I got the Money rich above my navel
Young is the label, alright, money, bitches and cable
We money, sitting at the time table, ha, ha

So at a nigaa when you see me on the grind
And bust that pussy like we running out of
And don't say a word just act like a
Girl might be but her pussy is mine, okay

Sweet pussy
Gimme that
Nasty stuff,
I her

street pussy
Gimme that
Nasty stuff,
I her

street pussy
Gimme gushy
stuff, nigga
I her

Sweet pussy
that gushy
Nasty stuff,
I her

Money, what's up?
Young Money, up?
Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh
F. Baby