I'm talkin' 'bout my brand and you talkin' 'bout your The difference is a lot of MMMMMMMMMMs to your hundred grand Money! Shout out to Lil Wayne for signing a lil chick from New York
Young ma, the female Jay I'm a accordin' to what retail say Yeah my be sellin' out on presale day Plus I got the queen stream, press replay for my nigga to the DA's face One time for this old PA case I'm still schoolin' like GA State And still ball, call me T.D. Jakes Bars for years, niggas I did a bid I'm draggin' these hoes like did the kid Shut the down, it was poppin' then we slid I call my liquor, I ain't talkin' 'bout a swig But if you thirsty, I own a Shout out to Fox Brown, I don't Pam Grier I got a sign say "Lames can't hang here" Bats eyelashes, stare He be like, "You came?," I be like, "You came?" He say my game smoother than a Muslanne Every they count me out I be like, "You sane?" Bitch I come back like in his flu game Every time I it, it be all net I give him ostrich, that mean all Anything he need, I got on And go to sleep playin' his ballsack
Hahahah... Aaaaah! Rrrrrr... They know my recipe They know I like the niggas at the ES-PYs Strung out on the pussy so I her Crystal Methanine Shorty tryna give me like telepathy Ayo Sinceré, get Chanel Got a bitch lookin' Chanel ads Chillin' out in dem Hill pads I bitches time but they still mad Si, está If my bitch don't like you, yo Me and you Toto Now put some in my cocoa Mmm.. Tastes good... Hahah... Yo, don't ever about Nicki in the past-tense Unless I fly that ass in a fast Bent' Fuck here you dumb bitch You know I'm pretty, and I'm witty, and I'm rich You shade, but I sun bitch And now you know I'ma say, you my son, bitch
Yikes, yikes, yikes, yikes... me rollin', Juice.. Hold on, on, keep me rollin' Juiiiiice.. Like I ain't make all these bitches want a fat ass at point Like I make these bitches rock pink hair at some point! Hahahahah! Rrrrr! Oh my God! Wait, God is Lemme, testify, God is good Shoutout to my fans, I y'all so much too I y'all so much too Ooouuu! Ooouuu! Uh! Like I ain't make a lot of bitches start metaphors and all of that Mm, back...
Uh, uh, uh, uh ,uh Turn it up, turn it up in my ear, Mm, okay, uh, hahahaha, uh This is only for my bad bitches,
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Uh, uh, uh I fly like paper, I get high like If you catch me at the border I got in my name I got visas in my name, I got visas in my If you me at the border I got visas in my name Th-this is my reign, is my name You, gyal, nuh dare in my lane Watch unu mouth, what unu say This is my game, so watch how unu M.I.A., M.I.A., I bitches go M.I.A M.I.A., M.I.A., I make go M.I.A M.I.A., M-M-M-M.I.A., I-I-I make go M.I.A M.I.A., M.I.A., I bitches go M.I.A
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I'm talkin' 'bout my brand and you talkin' 'bout brands The difference is a lot of MMMMMMMMMMs to your hundred grand Mm, c'mon!