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

Okay, I'm off that motherfuckin' Ciroc, buzz
Bitch we in the like sheetrock, studs
Now she want me to that pussy 'til it beat-box (what?)
She my style, so we got ghost 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 this rap money and my flip coke
So don't be actin' like you bougie if your boyfriend
She said he ain't fuckin' her right, she eliminate him soon
I ain't tryna spend the night, I wanna penetrate it
You know, infiltrate that womb, drop in guts like a convertible
We can get up like nigga's ego, dollars off that vertical
She tripped my swag - so you know where she goin'
Put no bitch my cash - bitch, I'm 'bout my coins
And I ain't rolls of quarters, but I got some dimes
Tell him make my wheels look clean, bruh, I gots to shine

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Dance, too much in the pants
I'll blow a couple grand, and straight throw it like a
And she drop it, I'mma get it poppin', know we rockin'
I got all these bitches jockin' like the dance
I'm low on my haters, but I'm on them digits
I give her that sign, then we slide, you know I'm pipin' these
She said he fuckin' her right, she gon' eliminate him soon
And my shine out of this world, bitch, I intimidate the
I rock pieces and Coogies - you know, Biggie Smalls
I "baby, you want some rose?" She said "you know Ricky Ross?"
I said "whoa, my pimpin' cold - go in the snow"
'Cause these white bitches still roll, oj in the
I hope it's all good like a field goal when touchdown like a end
If that bitch lick c***, nigga, kick rock like a Flintstone
See, you give me your pebbles, I'll you this bam-bam
You booed-up an amateur, just call me the sandman
Lookin' at my Rollie, my motherfuckin' time
Tell that clean my wheels and make them motherfuckers shine