| Young bitch with a pocket full of cash
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| Blowing on a cloud do a hundred on the dash
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| Cookie in blunt rolling up bout to blast
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| He like the way i ride it, throw it back, then i ash
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| I get that money to spend, i need to blow me a zip
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| I need to flip it and re-up again and again and again and again
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| None of these bitches my friends
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| Presidents all in my hands until that presidential all on my wrist
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| All of you bitches get clipped
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| I just be calling your man my son, cuz niggas be all on my tit
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| I want a jet on my neck, I want a ship on my wrist
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| All of my hoes be a 10, one of them pushing a benz
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| I put it right on his chin, I might just hit it again
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| Hook:
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| Young bitch with a pocket full of cash
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| Blowing on a cloud do a hundred on the dash
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| Cookie in blunt rolling up bout to blast
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| He like the way i ride it, throw it back, then i ash, uh
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| I throw it back then I ash
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| He like like the way i ride it throw it back then i ash
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| Got the cookie in the blunt, rollin up, bout to, uh, cheap
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| Lets go
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| Up in your city just spazzin, Stash it up under my mattress
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| Pussy be pink like its patrick, might make it rain up in magic
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| If she a opp then we clashin, Look at her face like what happen
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| Bitches be talking then backflip, They want a pic they be asking
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| Big bank, chocolate bunny, Play boys, get my money
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| Niggas just lie on they dick, I tell the truth im a bitch
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| I got my shooters on deck, I cut them a check and they cone to collect
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| Married to the mob and the game lotta rings
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| Quick to lay it down, send you up, ain’t a thang
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| Look up in the sky it’s a bird its a plane
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| It’s a money making bitch, wet your dick, make it rain
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| Big bank chocolate bunny
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| Playboys get the money
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| Niggas just lie on they dick, I keep it real I’m a bitch
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| I got my shooters on deck I cut them a check and they come to collect |