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Ass up, down One night only, I'm out of town Pound, new rules we ain't on it And if that pussy good we a cake on it cake, hotel, new bed, new Chanel Giuseppe sneakers, his or If you a hater I got two words
you you you you Tell a hater I said you you you you And your bitch I just said
You, and the bitches that you came All in my section my shit You ain't fucking, you sucking what you doing ho? Instagram and taking pictures, but you don't me though Damn, she said she a fan Yea I understand, but I want to get in her she looking for, she licking her tongue out She she don't fuck with rappers I'm like what you talking about
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Oh, I fuck 'em I don't like 'em, I don't 'em When the money come turning haters, I don't trust 'em If the brick coming with a stick, I don't touch 'em Want that BMF with the Scorpio when I'm a bitch when 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 on your homie, took a dip, but was it worth it nigga? I'm in this bitch, she said my she want to fuck you I your friend, but I really you know, I wanna fuck you And if I hit my rody he got to too And put your middle fingers up and
Haters, niggas mad at the Big crib, 10 car, 20 20 chains, 10 watches on my Little watch with the chips, let 'em fool Nigga I can school you on how to look like Hustla of the year, can a book about money Don't pop them bottles, tryna them ho's your re-up money, better tell dem ho's bitch
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