| Akachi in this mother fucker
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| Yeah, yeah, mm
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| Yeah
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| I told my jeweler I need me a pendant as big as my house, yeah
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| Your shorty wanna stay over, she think I’m might make her my spouse
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| Might put my dick in her stomach, she said it can’t fit in her mouth, yeah
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| We keep them choppers and .40's, like niggas done came from the south, yeah
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| Big homie bang them B’s, blue hundred crip, no C’s, yeah
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| Back I was in high school, niggas had F’s and D’s, yeah
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| I had to get on my shit, niggas ain’t fuckin' with this, yeah
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| Fuckin' with a shorty, don’t kiss, you cannot touch my lips
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| I’m tired of these niggas talkin'
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| I’m in the Wraith and you walkin', yeah
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| Niggas like bitches, they stalkin'
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| Hop in the Bentley and lost 'em, yeah
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| Go the jeweler, I said, «Ice me up or I’m drivin' away,"yeah
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| Make me a pendant to stunt on my haters and make niggas mad, yeah
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| I told my jeweler I need me a pendant as big as my house, yeah
|
| Your shorty wanna stay over, she think I’m might make her my spouse
|
| Might put my dick in her stomach, she said it can’t fit in her mouth, ew
|
| We keep them choppers and .40's, like niggas done came from the south, yeah
|
| I told my jeweler I need me a pendant as big as my house, yeah
|
| Your shorty wanna stay over, she think I’m might make her my spouse
|
| Might put my dick in her stomach, she said it can’t fit in her mouth, yeah
|
| We keep them choppers and .40's, like niggas done came from the south, yeah
|
| Big homie bang them B’s, blue hundred crip, no C’s, yeah
|
| Back I was in high school, niggas had F’s and D’s, yeah
|
| I had to get on my shit, niggas ain’t fuckin' with this, yeah
|
| Fuckin' with a shorty, don’t kiss, you cannot touch my lips
|
| I’m tired of these niggas talkin'
|
| I’m in the Wraith and you walkin', yeah
|
| Niggas like bitches, they stalkin'
|
| Hop in the Bentley and lost 'em, yeah
|
| Go the jeweler, I said, «Ice me up or I’m drivin' away,"yeah
|
| Make me a pendant to stunt on my haters and make niggas mad, yeah
|
| I told my jeweler I need me a pendant as big as my house, yeah
|
| Your shorty wanna stay over, she think I’m might make her my spouse
|
| Might put my dick in her stomach, she said it can’t fit in her mouth, ew
|
| We keep them choppers and .40's, like niggas done came from the south, yeah |