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chains, down to my dick I'm so sick, I'm like flames, up ya bitch Get it hot like 'dro, and firin' and pink You at the club now she hidin' in my whip but kick it
I know what you need, you need to fuck with me 'Coz when you ballin' Joey you in another league Somethin' like Doji, diamonds, and better weed I'm four-wheelin' through roads you mighta never
Take you on trips, you know the minimal shit, the Long as your dip is official, if we're you lace it Spit it when I'm layin' the mack game I could, put 'em in chains and 'em blings and cashy rings
Like delicious, thug passionate cane Know you could, witcha mayne and just quit playin' I ball with the best of them, flossin' the emblem, on First playa front get applause from T.S. and them, clap my
I know what like They wanna live it They want a nigga with eight that can give 'em ice They wanna up in Villa with me every night Yeah pa, you got it That's what my bitches
But I know what niggaz They hit it right They want a chick that's willin' to strip on the night The type of that'll make you forget about ya wife ma, you got it right That's what my niggaz
I pull up to the in the truck Like what the is up! I stay out the blunt, 'coz I don't give a fuck With, L I D niggaz, who I be
And I know what niggaz like, like me Pretty on the rocks in the V.I.P. See, niggaz menages and overnight parties Butt bitches in the hotel lobby
I plays the bar 'coz don't charge me Plus niggaz like thongs to in white T's Outside it's a fight me 'Coz I'm niggaz like Yeah, you get it right You my shit is tight
If you live be fuckin' today, as long as you ain't Touchin' my pay, shit is nothin' to me I got my mind right, my money right, I'm pushin' a I'm a dime like, whoa, got niggaz lookin' for Rem'
I know niggaz like They hit it right want a chick that's willin' to strip on the first night The type of chick that'll make you about ya wife ma, you got it right That's what my niggaz
Well, I know bitches like wanna live it live They want a nigga with eight figures that can 'em ice They wanna chill up in Villa with me every pa, you got it right That's my bitches like
You a lot mama How we take a nice cruise to the Bahamas With ice and jewels, picture Just me and you the palm trees Up on the beach in your bikini and we the breeze
But baby, I know what you need You need Hennessey And in a minute we'll finish it a little me Sex into sleepin' on outta Italy Then yo' ass back home without no energy
Yo, after I take you on a on the town We could, to the telly when nobody's around The neighbors complainin' Because hearin' the sound It's down do-down do-down, do-do-down
I know what bitches They wanna it live They want a with eight figures that can give 'em ice They wanna chill up in Villa with me every Yeah pa, you got it That's my bitches like
But I know what like wanna hit it right They want a chick that's willin' to strip on the night on The type of chick that'll make you forget about ya ma, you got it right That's what my like