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What's going on in this
See a lot of funny looks, made me that something's wrong in this motherfucker
If I let the rock it'll be a different song in this motherfucker
Two bitches in the club, we all get along in this motherfucker?
Rodney and I'm gone in this motherfucker
Grown than a

Yeah, up top, what's with it?
Whatever we we doing it with a lot of bitches
Nigga, I mean a lot of bitches
Outside of my normal, some even bitches
Yeah, say all that's her own body
Chances are she already in the probably
Ass fat to buy that bitch her own property
That's my definition of a home
Got a Rollie in her wrist and her cocky
Nonetheless I only check her her dome sloppy
Gave her all that she could though
She put her mouth the wiz, something Amber Rose
Get her and she look like Amber Rose
I was taping the whole thing then the froze
To this day her and I amicable
She even let me bust first, she so

If you really dig me how about you here with me?
on, shorty, let me know
Come on, shorty, let me
We can do whatever, promise, no pressure
Hurry, girl, I got to go
Hurry, girl, I got to go

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What's going on in motherfucker?
See a lot of funny looks, made me think something's wrong in this motherfucker
If I let the milli rock it'll be a song in this motherfucker
Two bitches in the club, can't we all get in this motherfucker?
Rodney King and I'm gone in motherfucker
Grown a motherfucker

Been thinking about you for some time
And you ain't seen quite like mine
Nah, been occupied, sike, I'm lying
You know how the go, out of sight, out of mind
Just kidding, tell I like you
She just to Queens [?]
Hella prideful, I buy two
Everything his/hers, and Michael
Should've been left, but I'm still in
Last she'd expect to see a millionaire go
On and on and on and
Please, baby, no Tweets, put away phone and
Ride and to five in the morning
Had to Uber on the way at you yawning
[?] alone, Joe Malone
Of the bottle same color of provologne
If it's on Don go with the throne
Still I'm the best secret though I'm [?]
In the homes
And that real estate like the focus homes
When the is gone
I be going going Baghdad, all the approach is
And she the type of lady to sit in coach for long
With me as king she take her liking
To trim and piping when the [?]
Quite the post of my dreams
If father stretch appears ultralight beams
Surmised by the size of her thighs, it might
Dreamy eyes get with the life of my stream, hey
Getting all up in her with it
Gotta bust multiple nuts it
That's how it sound we together
She my queen the crown and she down for whatever

If you really dig me how about you leave here me?
on, shorty, let me know
Come on, shorty, let me
We can do whatever, promise, no pressure
Hurry, girl, I got to go
Hurry, girl, I got to go