| Oh boy
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| She want a dope boy
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| She want to throw bands on her pole dance
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| No text drive on that 2 door
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| She want to stunt with me I’m an old man
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| Oh God my IG is like iIV to this lifestyle
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| I buy this shit, take a pic
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| And you OD on my life files
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| Shawty get it (get it)
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| Do it big, Do it good
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| Work it like a girl should
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| Work it good (work it good)
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| Bring it back (bring it back)
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| Tell the DJ bring it back
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| Let me touch it, fuck it baby
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| Tell your man he ain’t getting it back
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| Shawty is so ratchet, baby I’m so ratchet
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| You so bomb with that, I got to have it
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| I got to have it, like a 9 I got to blast it
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| So fine I got to grab it, she on mine
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| I got my left hand on that booty
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| Got my right hand on that pussy
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| (I love)
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| Now keep that booty rolling that
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| Keep that pussy poppin like that
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| Imma keep these bandz poppin like that
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| Up in that six hundred
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| You ain’t even seen it
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| Touchin on it, rubbin on it
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| Girl you got me feenin
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| All about her money
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| And I’m all about my money
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| Million dollar babies plus alimony
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| First a nigga save you
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| (Then a nigga grave you)
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| And ain’t nobody got time for that
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| So it’s best just to pay ya
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| Thirteen cars I don’t need nothing else
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| Just this booty on my lap
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| And this gold on my neck
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| The way you do got me very very very happy
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| She stare at me while I’m starin' at it
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| I’m a young sexy ass charismatic-ass
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| Gorgeous face-ass havin ass nigga
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| That she love in her panty hose
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| She need this dick like its antidote
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| That pussy is a work of art painted by Michael Angelo
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| I wake up the pussy in cantelope
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| Then she made me fuck my appetite
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| Fuckin so hard Ima remember this in the afterlife
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| I tell her slob on my knob
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| Like its corn on the cob
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| She keep goin oh my god
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| And my broad is so bad I came here from the back
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| All my favorite girls got my initials as tats
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| Finally Famous she throw this set up
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| Like Sororities and Frats niggas can’t tell me shit but congrats
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| Pull up to that traffic light
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| Stars bright wanna touch her
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| Gotta get her to the spot
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| Oh shit I might love her
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| Straight up out of med school
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| Could be my baby momma |