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