| Ooh, lil' bitch wanna ride it
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| Told the bitch don’t get out her body
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| Hm, get right beside me
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| I’ma get in that thing, get you slidin'
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| This bitch makin' me feel erotic
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| Huh, she gotta get on this rocket
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| I don’t give a fuck 'bout her milage
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| And her grandmom related to the winest
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| Ooh, that’s the shit that I like
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| You a church girl, but you like Christ
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| Hm, you ain’t ever had pipe
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| Least not this kind, I’ma fuck you all night
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| Off a perc, hm, off perc pack
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| Yeah, leave your bitch with a hurt back
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| Where the work? |
| Hm, where the work at?
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| My young niggas weighing up to serve that
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| They wanna see me do my dance
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| In these ties and got lil' pants
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| Don’t disrespect me and my mans
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| Bang, whole lotta choppas on your ass
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| Scram, we just put them diamonds on your head
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| Snitchin' ass nigga gave his momma to the feds
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| Little brother, big brother sada got the dreads
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| DZ DT sada keep the bands
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| Lil' bitch can’t keep her pussy out my hands
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| Got a real Hood Rat Suki on my hands
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| I was stackin' blues on they ass
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| I be in the bank rollin' cookies on they ass
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| I be in the weed got me
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| 'Cause I just can’t be jealous of weed, I never stress
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| I can see the booty from the bottom, that thing can double dutch
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| And if a white boy shoot on that thing, he Sam Dekker
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| Heard you used to chew on that thing, Hannibal Lecter
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| I been poppin' all the pills like Heath Ledger
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| These drugs got me chokin', my nigga, I’m just tellin'
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| Your manager got you on the shelf and he sellin'
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| They wanna see me do my dance
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| In these brand new VV chains
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| Don’t disrespect me and my gang
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| Bang, T-shirt full of blood stains
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| Already had dirt on your name
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| Now your best friend got a T-shirt of your name, dig that
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| He 'bout to swerve in your lane
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| AK hit a nigga in the stomach, knock off a six pack
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| Glock click, clack
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| You know that’s end of riff-raff, that’s the end of the bullshit
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| You know I got a full clip
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| Hm, I’m gonna use
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| On my way past your bitch, I had to say, «Excuse me»
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| Hm, I thought she was a groupie
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| Come to find out, bitch pulled up ridin' with a goofy
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| Huh, and that was you
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| Huh, you wasn’t on that couch with me and
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| I had bitches in the shakin' booty
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| Had 'em in the parking lot showin' coochie
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| Had 'em in the bathroom actin' unruly (Ooh)
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| Lil' bitch wanna ride it
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| Told the bitch don’t get out her body
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| Hm, get right beside me
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| I’ma get in that thing, get you slidin'
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| This bitch makin' me feel erotic
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| Huh, she gotta get on this rocket
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| I don’t give a fuck 'bout her milage
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| And her grandmom related to the winest
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| They wanna see me do my dance
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| In these ties and got lil' pants
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| Don’t disrespect me and my mans
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| Bang, whole lotta choppas on your ass (Ooh) |