| Shout out DatBoi nigga
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Gang, gang, gang, on gang
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| Mmm, she got a body like Nicki, ooh baby
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| (Luca on the track)
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| Give me the addy then I’m poppin' up
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| Once I get the location
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| Turn left, turn right
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| Mmm, then I’m pullin' off
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| I’m movin' wop, movin' wop
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| I got a drop from a chop
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| She like a nigga who pockets be bigger
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| A vet with the strokes and be making her thicker
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| And do what he want, and do what he want (and do what he want)
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Baby who fuckin' with me, ain’t no competitor
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| Shitting on opps, getting this guap, I’m way ahead of them
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| Yeah, yeah
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| She got a nigga, and I got a bitch, it ain’t no tellin' though
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| I’m feeling very elite, niggas know I got the streets
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| I’m married to fashion
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| Uh, uh, uh, I’m breaking her back in
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| I’m hearing she got a body like Nicki, she got a body like RiRi
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| But none of that matter if the pussy is wack
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| If your pussy trash, bitch I’ma spit on your back
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| If it’s not wet on to the next
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| I’m too lit of a nigga, I can’t be attached
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| I be stylin', I’m flexin' with racks
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| I got money I know how to act
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| I’ma go put it up
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| I don’t care if I’m rich, if you owe me I want it back
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| I see them crackin' fours we gon' start a fight
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| We gon' end up and end the whole litty night
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| Boom, bow, I’ma drop his ass
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| Boom, bow, I got the back
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| I gotta chill where my niggas at, the whole gang eat, I break bread
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| Yeah we be arguin' and shit, but it would not be about a bitch
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| I think she winning cause she got no flaws
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| Ain’t no competing she badder than all
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| Her hair to her ass, all of that cute shit
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| And not any nigga could get in her drawers
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| She my type, she the one I like
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| Pull up on me, baby
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| I wanna fuck, I wanna fuck
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| Once I get the location
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| Turn left, turn right
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| Mmm, then I’m pullin' off
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| I’m movin' wop, movin' wop
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| I got a drop from a chop
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| She like a nigga who pockets be bigger
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| A vet with the strokes and be making her thicker
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| And do what he want, and do what he want (and do what he want)
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Baby who fuckin' with me, ain’t no competitor
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| Shitting on opps, getting this guap, I’m way ahead of them
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| Yeah, yeah
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| She got a nigga, and I got a bitch, it ain’t no tellin' though
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| I’m feeling very elite, niggas know I got the streets |