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Yo, I never fucked Wayne, I never Drake
All my life, man, sake
If I did I did a menage 'em
And let 'em eat my ass a cupcake
My man full, he just ate, I don't duck nobody but
Yeah, that was a set up for a punchline on tape
Worried if my butt's fake
Worried 'bout John's singing us
These girls are my sons, John and plus eight
When I in, sit up straight, I don't give a fuck if I was late
Dealing my man on a G5 is my idea of an update
Hut one, hut two, big titties, big too
Fuck with them real who don't tell niggas what they up to
Had to show bitches where the top is, finger where the rock is
These hoes couldn't test me even if their name was pop
Bad who I fuck with, mad bitches we don't fuck with
I don't fuck them chickens unless they last name is cutlet
Let it soak in, like
And 'em, tell 'em blow me, Lance Stephenson

Raise your and cup in the sky
Sparks in the air like the fourth of
Nothing but bad in here tonight
Oh, if you and you know it be quiet
Nothing but niggas only, bad bitches only
niggas only, independent bitches only
Boss only, thick bitches only
I got my real niggas by my side, only

I never Nicki cause she got a man
But when over then I'm the first in line
And the day in her Maybach
I god damn, this is the perfect time
We had just come from video
You know LA traffic, how the slow
She was sitting down on that big
But I was still staring at the though
Yeah, low key it may be key
I been that you like me you know
Who the fuck you really wanna be with me?
I mean it doesn't take much for us to do this quietly, I mean
She say I'm obsessed with thick women and I
That's right I like my BBW, yeah
Type to wanna you dry and then eat some lunch with you
So thick that everyone else in the is so uncomfortable
Ass on Houston Texas, but the look just like Claire Huxtable
Oh, yeah, you the man in the city the mayor fuck with you
The NBA players fuck you
The bad ass bitches doing makeup and fuck with you
Oh, that's cause I in something, and I stand for it
And Nicki if you ever fuck
Just me the heads up so I can plan for it

Raise your and cup in the sky
Sparks in the air the fourth of July
but bad bitches in here tonight
Oh, if you lame and you know it be
Nothing but niggas only, bad bitches only
Rich niggas only, independent only
Boss only, thick bitches only
I got my real here by my side, only

I fucked Nicki and that's fucked up
If I did fuck be fucked up
Whoever is hittin' ain't it right
she actin' like she need dick in her life
That's story, I'm no story teller
I piss greatness gold is yellow
All my goons so
I'm from Holly Groove, the holy
say I got money for days
I squirm and I shake, but I'm stuck in my
My from a Bida if she wave
Baby and I fucked with her surfboard,
My are so bright, I take cover for shade
Don't have my money? I take mothers
You got the hickups, you the truth
I make you burp boy, treat me like sirloin
I'm bout runnin' in houses with arm and guns
So think about son and daughter rooms
Got two and they got smaller guns
Ain't thinkin' bout son and daughter rooms
is just crazy my nigga, I mean brazy my nigga
That money talk, I just it my nigga
Blood take the B, I'll behave ya
I'm is for reals
If you mouth off, I your face off
I pop-pop-pop, then I take off
Now you see me, now you
Jamie Foxx, acting like Ray Charles
16 in a clip, one in the
17 Ward with 17 bullets
My story is how I from poor me
To police me a drink and celebrate with me

your bottle and cup in the sky
Sparks in the air like the of July
Nothing but bad bitches in tonight
Oh, if you and you know it be quiet
Nothing but niggas only, bad bitches only
Rich niggas only, bitches only
niggas only, thick bitches only
I got my real niggas here by my side,