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me little mama But you could say I'm on I'm for a cutie A big o' ghetto booty I really your kitty kat And if you let me her I know you're not a I'll you to go see Usher I a couple hoes Like Santa I keep a Got that dasher, dancer, Dixen, comet, cupid, Donner, BLITZEN! I'm hotter 100 degrees A lotta bread, no seeds If I'm in yo I'm signin them tig ol I'm plottin on how I can Cassie away from Diddy The want a Minaj Yeah they wetta than a buzz me in, EVERYBODY RAYMOND!
All the girls standing in the for the Bathroom! All the girls standing in the for the Bathroom! All the standing in the line for the Bathroom! All the standing, All the, All the standing, All the, All the standing in the line for the Bathroom! All the girls in the line for the Bathroom! All the girls in the, All the standing in the line for the Bathroom!
Cant a fire (Oh Oh) You cant start a (oh, oh) without a spark This gun's for (Oh Oh) even if we're dancing in the dark
Hit her wit flex Hit her wit flex Hit her wit Hit her wit that She go be beggin fo more Hit her wit flex Hit her wit flex Hit her wit Hit her wit flex She go be fo some more Hands on yo head while you on the floor You know, Lil' choosing as I through the door Gucci head to toe so you I'm getting chosen so watch me hit her with that She go be begging for more
Hey my nigga we havin' a wonderful day and I won't with me. Why? 'Cause the 1st of the month and now we smokin', chokin', rollin' blunts And sippin' on 40 ounces thuggin' come we got the blessed rum From jumpin' all nights we Hit up the to where? East 99 I get with my to get me some yayo Double up what you need? We got to get P.O.Ded for the green leaves Give it up it's the foe sure you lay low the po-po creep when they roll slow If you can't get away better toss that your bankroll Yeah we havin' a celebration, I love to stay And you better believe when it's to grind I'm down for mine after crime Fin to creep to the pad cause mom's got on the grill If we got the food, you know it's the 1st of the and my nigga we chills foe (3X) Wake up, up, wake up it's the 1st of the month To get up, get up, get up so cash your and get up
who the fuck are who the are who the are who the fuck are (y'all, y'all y'all) who the fuck are who the are who the are who the fuck are y'all (y'all, y'all) on me long as drink it drop the ball, fuck y'all thinking making sure the young money ship is sinking bout to set it off in bitch Jada Pinkett I shouldn't have drove, me how I'm getting home you too fine to be laying in bed alone I can teach you how to my language Rosetta stone I swear this life is like the thing I've ever known got to go Mike Jackson on these n'ggas all I is a fucking red jackets with some zippers super smidoke a package of the swishas I did it over night, it happen any quicker y'all them, but fuck it me either but point the biggest skeptic out I'll them a believer It wouldn't be the first I've done it throwing hundreds I should be throwing ones bitch I run it ahh
Who run it I run it Who run it Bitch I, I run it Who run it I run it These niggaz got anna, but ain't got plenty guns I'm out of luxury cars, still got hoes on the run I'm hearin' many words, but no actions to prove We can do some war for war, we can do some and movin' We can meet in the of these streets or in the middle of RING I can pop your chest, glock, or pop jaw diamond ring don't hate me hate the bank FOR STASHIN' G's I take Or hate my shiny wristband, and big ass rims I (4X) These bitches ain't runnin'(runnin'), shit but y'all Cause the first hater step, the first get tossed out