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My niggas, we fuck up commas
Some of them dirty shabba
Jamaican and Haitian, no matter, they up with choppers
All of my niggas got rounds, I spray a new face on you
I got a in the viddy, I gave her the shrimp and the lobster
I put girl in Givenchy, Versace, I'm feeling like shabba
How that bitch so Hollywood, but that living in Bompton
But I be training these hoes, fresh out the boat,

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Shawty ride with a nigga through the coast
Down south pimp, I left hoes
My life so good, I blessed hoes
I might crowd surf for my show
All of my is trappers
We take the on the road
You see the line the corner
We selling dope at the
You see the ice on my
You see my neck of gold
Boy, you at home with your
I got a house of hoes
Homie, I on the road
I a play, then I go
I got a house full of
They wanna in the snow

foreign jaws thought my name was shabba
I ain't a fuckery, I a passer
I got a one peng ting that me pasta
I bands in the Benz, chuck ash in the Astra
Man my gyal wanna gimme good good
But she done told me this hoody too
My gyal wan' smoke dope in the
I told her hold on baby, go on this wood

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She wanna up
Gyal wanna get with a
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Trap boy rapper
She go down south, then up
Man can't up no slapper
Man bust that ting to my
Sent P's to my
in the street for the guala
Man bet' have manners
yeah, we got lot of
Foreign gyal looking
her shots like a chopper
Bad joints rolling up the
Wanna love a man like I'm

She gold chains and cocaine
Spend dance on the dope
So a aim that so string
I pray a nigga never my homie
Man if you touch my homie
Man down, man down, man
Lift her up, make her home
I got the Gs I'm OJ
We P for the cocaine
up to no hoe, oh no way
Told the feds I ain't up no names
coming in plentily
Amnes' in loads, aye
Hand on my friend here put her
On my friend, get

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Through the street with a
No key, getting up
Smoke ki' my brother
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Ring ring, one up
OT selling
TU, turn up
in, front the run up
Uck tryna uck us
T like, man up
Sea getting guala
Gyal give a man
Daylights so stutter

She's me dada
I her uh uh
Boom in the bedroom
So wet I broke her bladder
I'm old like shabba
Rock all gold shabba
Bad they hol' up
Wanna do man under the
Beemer, Bentley or
Spring, or summer
Ring trap, where the
Big strap, need
Man to it up
Big bags, fold it
Section, OHB, better

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