| I got that good dick girl
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| I already know that I’m the shit girl
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| And if I fuck with you then you shit too
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| Girl stop playing, what that shit do
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| Dolla sign, Pushaz Ink the label, baby
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| That whole team big, getting paper baby
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| Presidential Rollies and them red bottoms
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| Anything cheesy but you know I got it, you know I got it
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| Where the ladies at?
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| If you got some good pussy baby say yeah yeah, say yeah yeah
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| If you taste like water let me hear you holla
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| In the club with the homies popping all the bottles
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| Dollar sign!
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| Now we ain’t going to the bar
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| Girl you fuckin with a star
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| I like the way you wearing that skirt
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| Go on let a nigga go to work
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| Go to work, go to work
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| Girl I give you that good dick
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| Girl I give you that good dick
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| Fuck with me and get some good dick
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| Girl I give you that good dick
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| Fuck around, fuck around
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| And I, and I put that on the hood
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| I’ma give it to you good
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| I’ma do it like you should
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| Say that pussy death row, call me Suge
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| Ha! |
| Run it then beat it up
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| Once you feel it in your stomach then eat it up
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| And it ain’t no keeping up
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| She ain’t hitting high notes I ain’t deep enough
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| I go deeper
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| Million dollar man, this the sleeper
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| Million dollar dream, you near my Mercedes girl
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| So when I scoop you baby girl
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| Aye, we can get it in the booth right here
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| Or we can take it to the coupe
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| We can do it on the five by the deuce
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| It’s when I’m in it had lil Mama screaming now woo
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| Woa, we can get it in the booth
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| Or we can take you to the coupe
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| We can do it on the five by the deuce
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| Go to war on the pussy, better call the troops
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| That’s the truth, truthfully you never had been
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| There’s the X’s, why the Z’s like the last letter?
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| Then I mash like potatoes, I’m a cash getter
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| Baby blast, never let me down |