| Pussy bussing like a pack of Gushers, yessir
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| Feel like Usher, listen, bitch, this here my confessions
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| I been with the riding since I looked into them eyes
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| I’ma plead the fifth if I’m too deep in these here lies
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| I wish that I could feel you but I’m numb off these lil' blue pills
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| Balling like Lou Will', ride with that hot steel (Bow, bow)
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| Still gon' stick around until I’m finished (Huh?)
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| Is you with it? |
| (Huh?) Plead the fifth
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| Back-to-back days getting long now, I been on a roll
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| Couple bitches hitting me, you pull up, you might gun 'em down
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| Walk in, make no sound, bitch, sneaky lil' slime bitch
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| Damn, I love that bitch, boy, I’ma trip
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| Sliding and moving, gunning that Dior bag
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| Man, that bitch so bad, fresh Windex glass
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| Wipe her down, bitch
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| Sliding with the leather guts, she love 'em on her lil' butt (Hah)
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| Dodge moving like, bitch, get the fuck up out my way
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| I got pussy to touch, I’m having right of way (Skrrt, skrrt)
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| The fuck out my way (Fuck out my way), I’m swerving lane-to-lane
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| Smashing to crib, bitch, gimme that brain
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| Pussy bussing like a pack of Gushers, yessir
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| Feel like Usher, listen, bitch, this here my confessions
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| I been with the riding since I looked into them eyes
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| I’ma plead the fifth if I’m too deep in these here lies
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| I wish that I could feel you but I’m numb off these lil' blue pills
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| Balling like Lou Will', ride with that hot steel (Bow, bow)
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| Still gon' stick around until I’m finished (Huh?)
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| Is you with it? |
| (Huh?) Plead the fifth (Bitch), ayy
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| Bitch, I’m still here, what you mean I ain’t into it?
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| I would’ve been left if my ass wasn’t feeling it
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| Fly like first class trips, Wok in the Band-Aid
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| Damn, what is this? |
| Fuck, these niggas slick
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| Out here catching benefits, posing, buying settlements
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| Shit got rocky ASAP, but I fixed it on the better end
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| Roxy .30 with me, bitch, I know yo ass won’t judge me
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| Glock .10 on my waistline, waste who waste my time
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| Get back, get back, uh, step back, step back, uh (Boom, boom, boom)
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| Shut the fuck up, put some shots where yo' chest at
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| Nigga where yo' vest at? |
| (Grra) You talking all that dumb shit
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| Glock .45, bitch, we dumb lit
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| Pussy bussing like a pack of Gushers, yessir
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| Feel like Usher, listen, bitch, this here my confessions
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| I been with the riding since I looked into them eyes
|
| I’ma plead the fifth if I’m too deep in these here lies
|
| I wish that I could feel you but I’m numb off these lil' blue pills
|
| Balling like Lou Will', ride with that hot steel (Bow, bow)
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| Still gon' stick around until I’m finished (Huh?)
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| Is you with it? |
| (Huh?) Plead the fifth (Bitch) |