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Ass up, face One night only, I'm from out of Pound, new rules we ain't 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 hater I just got two
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You, and the bitches you came with All in my section drinking my You ain't fucking, you sucking what you doing ho? Instagram and pictures, but you don't know 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 said she don't fuck rappers I'm like you talking about bitch?
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Oh, I said 'em I don't like 'em, I don't 'em When the money home It's haters, I don't trust 'em If the brick ain't coming a stick, I don't touch 'em Want that BMF with the when I'm bustin' Like a bitch when she twerkin', niggas workin' Clowin' ass niggas, we should put you in the In the cage with the lion, let him you for dessert And testifying on homie, took a dip, but was it worth it nigga? I'm in this bitch, she my friend she want to fuck you I like your friend, but I really you know, I fuck you And if I hit my he got to fuck too And put your fingers up and scream
Haters, mad at the paper Big crib, 10 car, 20 20 chains, 10 watches on my watch with the chips, don't let 'em fool Nigga I can school you on how to look money Hustla of the year, can write a about money Don't pop them bottles, tryna them ho's With re-up money, better tell dem ho's bitch
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