| Big bands scattered on the floor like it’s war time
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| Put it on his face like I’m dancing on a facetime
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| When I take it off, he like «Where the fuck your waistline?»
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| I got it on my own, you can’t even try to take mine
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| These niggas funny, I told him honey
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| Put it all up in my tummy, let’s get this money
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| Leave that fuck shit at the fucking telly
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| I’m smoking smelly
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| Bouncing on it like a fucking bunny, until it’s sunny
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| I need the bag so I am rushin', I’m chasing all the racks
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| I fuck my baby at the function, and that’s a Fendi fact
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| And yo lil' bitch ain’t gone do nothing, she ain’t even into that
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| I don’t got time for the discussion, I’m tryna bust it back
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| I’m poppin' out with them big bands, big racks, big stacks
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| Got them big bands, big racks, big stacks
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| And for that big cash, she bust it open, throw it back
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| Now she don’t know how to act, palms itching got a rash
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| Big bands scattered on the floor like it’s war time
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| Put it on his face like I’m dancing on a facetime
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| When I take it off, he like «Where the fuck your waistline?»
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| I got it on my own, you can’t even try to take mine
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| These niggas funny, I told him honey
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| Put it all up in my tummy, let’s get this money
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| Leave that fuck shit at the fucking telly
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| I’m smoking smelly
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| Bouncing on it like a fucking bunny, until it’s sunny
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| Shakin' ass but she ain’t fuckin' on the bro, she gotta go
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| Bitches bad and she popping from her head down to her toes
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| Is you mad? |
| Lemme know
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| The gucci bag got the pole
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| Whip it out on the road, now you posing like it’s vogue
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| Bitch, I’m finna flash yo up you know that I control this
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| I got them big bands on me, my baby throwing it
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| Go and check on my Zoe, he got a whole clip and I’mma roll with it
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| Big bands scattered on the floor like it’s war time
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| Put it on his face like I’m dancing on a facetime
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| When I take it off, he like «Where the fuck your waistline?»
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| I got it on my own, you can’t even try to take mine
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| These niggas funny, I told him honey
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| Put it all up in my tummy, let’s get this money
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| Leave that fuck shit at the fucking telly
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| I’m smoking smelly
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| Bouncing on it like a fucking bunny, until it’s sunny |