| Yeah they trickin' if you got it, hoe
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| Yeah they trickin' if you got it, hoe
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| Give it to her if she want it, hoe
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| If she give it to you, how you want it, hoe?
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| I came from nothing, when I get it I be stuntin'
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| Spent it like I meant it, every dollar keeps it jumpin'
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| Easy come, easy go
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| Ones, it’s like guns, you just dump and reload
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| Bands make her dance to get that ass on the pole, (hoe)
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| And show me what it look like
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| This ‘gon be a good night
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| The real party starts with most niggas saying goodnight
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| Fat asses, small waists, tattoos, pretty faces. |
| My taste is, for bad bitches
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| That’s opinionated
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| That’s in the entertaining, but an end to entertainment
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| And there’s no need for you to leave with who you came with
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| My hands do the talking and your body speaks my language
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| First you break it down then you show me where it’s at
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| Make it touch the ground then you came and brang it back
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| You could give a square nigga fucking all the tack
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| Damn baby you stack, that’s why you get them racks
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| This ‘bout to be the realest shit I ever wrote
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| This ‘bout to be the best kush that I ever smoked
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| You ‘bout to be the baddest bitch I ever stroked
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| Throw this money in the air, you could watch it float, down
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| Yeah, watch it float, down
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| Look up and watch it float, down
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| Girl, watch it float, down
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| Do it like it’s all you know
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| She ain’t strippin' for tuition, money is the mission
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| She got a lust for living, wants the condos and the Benz’s
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| From daddy’s little princess to queen of the bad bitches
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| The red bottle specialist, your sexiness is effortless
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| And it’s worth it to spend it ‘cause you deserve it, hoe
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| Roll one up, blaze up and watch you twerk it, hoe
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| Booty so round make a square nigga nervous
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| Spent the last six months in the gym putting work in
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| And in shows you look good, yeah, you know
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| But it’s still nice to hear it that it game I’m in your ear with
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| After the club I be in the car waiting for ya
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| Back to the hotel to throw a couple car payments on ya
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| First you break it down then you show me where it’s at
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| Make it touch the ground then you came and brang it back
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| You could give a square nigga fucking all the tack
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| Damn baby you stack, that’s why you get them racks
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| This ‘bout to be the realest shit I ever wrote
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| This ‘bout to be the best kush that I ever smoked
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| You ‘bout to be the baddest bitch I ever stroked
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| Throw this money in the air, you could watch it float, down
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| Yeah, watch it float, down
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| Look up and watch it float, down
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| Girl, watch it float, down
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| Do it like it’s all you know
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| Yeah they trickin' if you got it, hoe
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| Yeah they trickin' if you got it, hoe
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| Give it to her if she want it, hoe
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| If she give it to you, how you want it, hoe? |