| Face to face with it, can’t be beefin' through no FaceTime
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| Cool with all the thugs since my nigga taught me gang signs
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| Bad bitch, bitches be like, «Where the fuck your waistline?»
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| Body like a pornstar, he fuck me like he fresh out
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| Could’ve fucked your friend but I heard he got a big mouth
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| He want pieces of this pussy, buy a big house
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| Big Benz, Forgiatos when I go to pull out
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| Big racks, know he be upset I make him pull out
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| It make me horny when he drivin' with the stick out
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| Drivin' through the hood, showin' me he got a stash house
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| Fuck him good, take that nigga money when he pass out
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| Ratchet, I keep it classy when it cash out
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| Lashes, nails done, I be tryna act out
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| And I got that pussy that’s gon' make him leave the traphouse
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| Glowed up, probably make more money than my dad now
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| I’m in my bag, heard they mad, now they furious
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| I’m in them cars, that’s the Fast and the Furious
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| And I’m a find, I’m a dime bitch, period
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| Why she smilin' in my face? |
| Bitch, I’m curious
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| Ain’t got no house, I heard she hoeing and she loitering
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| I heard she salty, better chill on all that sodium
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| Laid back, white toes, hanging out that Maybach
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| Freak show, Rubi got 'em twerkin' on that playback
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| Free throws, bitches don’t be ballin' where I stay at
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| Come get your nigga, he be chillin' where I lay at
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| You just be chillin', I be boolin' in the Maybach
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| They like, «Damn, Rubi, how the fuck she do that?»
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| Belly on petite, ass on stupid fat
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| Round of applause, he love me when I make it clap
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| Don’t make me have to go and get my shooter back
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| Don’t make me have to show you I get into that
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| Double R for Rubi Rose and we ain’t runnin' that
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| Slime love, niggas yellin' slatt when they act up
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| Side bitches know that they gon' cap 'cause my stats up
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| Back rubs, money got me laughin' in the bathtub
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| Mad love, niggas throwin' money, got my math up
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| Bitch, it’s Rubi, so I’m rollin' in a red truck
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| I get to it, if it’s flashy, that’s a set-up
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| Said he got a couple thousand, well it ain’t enough
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| I ain’t fuckin' with a nigga that’s a big mouth
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| He ain’t even fuck my bitch, that’s a big mouth
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| I don’t even wanna trip, I want a big house
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| Big Benz, Forgiatos when I go to pull out
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| Big racks, know he be upset I make him pull out |