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Pull up to the club - skatin' on them
We in '67 Chevys, got Daytons on them bitches
Fuck is goin' on? Thought that hatin' was finished
We don't take it personal, we just takin' niggas
Said we takin' niggas' bitches, niggas' bitches
Takin' niggas' bitches, yeah, we niggas' bitches
That's your girl up in my section? Boy, you the business
Just don't take it personal, we takin' bitches
Hundred bottles of Ciroc, drinkin' a boss
what niggas think, bitch, I think I like to floss
Fuck is goin' on? Thought that shit was finished
some shots, take some pictures,
Then let's take these bitches

Okay, I'm faded off that motherfuckin' Ciroc,
Bitch we in the building sheetrock, studs
Now she want me to beat that 'til it beat-box (what?)
She like my style, so we got while you D-Blockin', cous'
Yeah, she on my sleeve, tryna get close to me
She got a long, wavy weave and a big ol'
I'm gettin' all this rap money and my flip coke
So don't be like you bougie if your boyfriend broke
She he ain't fuckin' her right, she gon' eliminate him soon
I tryna spend the night, I wanna penetrate it soon
You know, infiltrate that womb, drop in them guts a convertible
We can get up like that ego, dollars off that vertical
She tripped over my swag - so you know where she
Put no bitch over my - bitch, I'm 'bout my coins
And I ain't talkin' rolls of quarters, but I got some
Tell him make my wheels look extra clean, bruh, I to shine

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Dance, too booty in the pants
I'll blow a grand, and straight throw it like a champ
And she drop it, I'mma get it poppin', know we rockin'
I got all bitches jockin' like the motorcycle dance
I'm low on my haters, but I'm high on them
I her that sign, then we slide, you know I'm pipin' these bitches
She said he ain't her right, she gon' eliminate him soon
And my out of this world, bitch, I intimidate the moon
I rock Jesus pieces and Coogies - you know, Biggie
I "baby, you want some rose?" She said "you know Ricky Ross?"
I "whoa, my pimpin' cold - go play in the snow"
these white bitches still roll, oj in the cold
I it's all good like a field goal when touchdown like a end zone
If that bitch don't lick c***, nigga, kick rock a Flintstone
See, you give me your pebbles, I'll you this bam-bam
You with an amateur, just call me the sandman
Lookin' at my Rollie, it's my motherfuckin'
Tell that nigga my wheels and make them motherfuckers shine