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

Okay, I'm faded off that Ciroc, buzz
Bitch we in the like sheetrock, studs
Now she want me to beat that pussy 'til it (what?)
She like my style, so we got while you D-Blockin', cous'
Yeah, she pullin' on my sleeve, tryna get to me
She got a long, wavy weave and a big ol'
I'm gettin' all rap money and my boys flip coke
So don't be like you bougie if your boyfriend broke
She said he ain't fuckin' her right, she gon' eliminate him
I ain't tryna spend the night, I wanna it soon
You know, infiltrate that womb, drop in guts like a convertible
We can get up like that nigga's ego, dollars off that
She tripped over my swag - so you where she goin'
Put no bitch over my cash - bitch, I'm 'bout my
And I ain't talkin' rolls of quarters, but I got dimes
Tell him make my wheels look clean, bruh, I gots 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 it, I'mma get it poppin', shorties know we rockin'
I got all these bitches jockin' like the motorcycle
I'm low on my haters, but I'm high on them
I give her that sign, then we slide, you know I'm these bitches
She said he ain't her right, she gon' eliminate him soon
And my shine out of this world, bitch, I intimidate the
I rock Jesus pieces and Coogies - you know, Smalls
I said "baby, you want some rose?" She said "you Ricky Ross?"
I "whoa, my pimpin' cold - go play in the snow"
'Cause white bitches still roll, oj in the cold
I hope it's all good like a field goal touchdown like a end zone
If that bitch don't c***, nigga, kick rock like a Flintstone
See, you give me pebbles, I'll give you this bam-bam
You booed-up with an amateur, just me the sandman
Lookin' at my Rollie, it's my motherfuckin'
Tell nigga clean my wheels and make them motherfuckers shine