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(feat. Casey Veggies) |
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[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign] |
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Drank mixed with cranberry |
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Hoes in my Blackberry |
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Hoes in my iPhone |
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Hoes wherever I go |
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Drank mixed with cranberry [x4] |
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[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign] |
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Drank mixed with cranberry |
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Got a square bitch, she scary |
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I took her to my hood |
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[?] |
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See the money, got sprung |
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Blood ain't thicker than cum |
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I'm fucking with my enemies sister |
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Bust all in her tummy |
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I ain't gonna brag about money |
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Most you niggas broke |
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I ain't gonna talk about bitches |
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You ain't got no hoes [x2] |
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I fuck your bitch without a condom |
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Me, 3D and [?] sippin' |
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[Hook] |
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[Bridge:] |
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And now I'm leaning on your baby momma [x2] |
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[Verse 2: Casey Veggies] |
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I prefer the dome, being honest |
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Baby girl at the honors |
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I street smart and she a college girl |
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That stayed down when I was grindin' |
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Patron shots to the stomach |
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Sprint race to the money |
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Come party with a real nigga |
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Right at my house, we clubbin' |
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Right at my house, we fucking |
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I play my Macbook then beat it from the back |
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Come back to it I leave it where it's at |
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I fly to the city cause I need it where I'm at |
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I'm Westside with my name known |
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Her chest out, she trained to go |
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Boy tried to snatch my main ho |
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Nigga try to match my bankroll like, "Whoa!" |
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I done seen a lot of girls in the city act brand new and turn model |
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Turn out, look on the internet, she was in a video doing porno |
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She go, no stop, shout out to the girls that like on top |
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For a young boy that made it from the bottom |
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We live one life, so I'm drinking out the bottle like, "Oh!" |
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[Hook] |
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[Bridge] |