| I like 'them girl named Keisha
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| My weed I call it Keisha
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| Need 20k for a fiji
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| Met a whole world saying they Keisha
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| That Keisha, ye there might what we hope
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| Either way boy you wouldn’t know
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| What I’m talking 'bout
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| Had to catch my breath
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| These nigga wanna hold me back
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| But I’m the ref
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| And your bitch she wanna catch myself
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| I mean, catch me
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| And her ass look grand they nasty
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| 'Cause she nasty
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| Roll another one up boy
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| Y’all ain’t gotta ask me
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| I’m faded, call me Bob Marley
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| And I keep on making hits I’m sorry
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| No Ciara, but tell me who can do it better
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| I’m in a lever, and I’m sitting on lever
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| And I’m gripping that leather
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| That’s that Oldfield filth
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| Smoking on a spilf, no spilf TV
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| But I’m spiffing hoe call 'em cowards come and take a pee
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| I like 'them girl named Keisha
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| My weed I call it Keisha
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| Need 20k for a fiji
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| Met a whole world saying they Keisha
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| That Keisha, ye there might what we hope
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| Either way boy you wouldn’t know
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| What I’m talking 'bout
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| I’m paid in full hoe call me Mitch
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| Why you looking like that 'cause a nigga getting rich
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| And I bet your nigga can’t do it like this
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| Ball, stunt hard, get in that pussy
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| Go hard, then smoke a blunt
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| Rub my money out 'cause I love to stunt
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| That why I got hella paid
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| Kept gliding to the top check the name’s on elevator
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| How the hell he eating on gator
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| And he walking on game
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| Talking to the lakers, come on Bryant what he do
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| And if I might may live look Brown what we do
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| Told 'em on and bring that instagrams
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| And I know I hurt their feelings
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| When we said we own instagrams
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| I like 'them girl named Keisha
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| My weed I call it Keisha
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| Need 20k for a fiji
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| Met a whole world saying they Keisha
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| That Keisha, ye there might what we hope
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| Either way boy you wouldn’t know
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| What I’m talking 'bout |