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Ass up, face One only, I'm from out of town Pound, new we ain't waiting on it And if pussy good we spend a cake on it Patty cake, hotel, new bed, new Giuseppe sneakers, his or If you a hater I just got two
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You, and the bitches that you with All in my section my shit You ain't fucking, you ain't sucking what you ho? Instagram and pictures, but you don't know me though Damn, she that she a fan Yea I understand, but I want to get in her she looking for, she licking her tongue out She said she fuck with rappers I'm what you talking about bitch?
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Oh, I fuck 'em I like 'em, I don't love 'em When the money come It's turning haters, I trust 'em If the ain't coming with a stick, I don't touch 'em that BMF with the Scorpio when I'm bustin' Like a bitch she twerkin', y'all niggas workin' Clowin' ass niggas, we put you in the circus In the cage with the lion, let him you for dessert And testifying on your homie, a dip, but was it worth it nigga? I'm in bitch, she said my friend she want to fuck you I like friend, but I really you know, I wanna fuck you And if I hit my he got to fuck too And put middle fingers up and scream
Haters, mad at the paper Big crib, 10 car, 20 20 chains, 10 watches on my Little watch the chips, don't let 'em fool I can school you on how to look like money Hustla of the year, can write a book about Don't pop them bottles, tryna impress them With your money, better tell dem ho's bitch
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