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[Hook] |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah [x4] |
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Yeah, watch me, they goin', yeah yeah |
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Yeah, I fucked your thot, yeah yeah |
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She say I'm cute but I get that a lot, yeah yeah |
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Baby I'ma start flexing like yeah yeah |
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[Verse 1] |
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If you flexin' then just join me |
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But please do not disappoint me |
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Tryna flex up on me, you'll be disappointed |
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Roll up to the spot, ten pounds of that funky |
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I don't smoke that reggie doe |
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Got that three octane, Texico |
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Got some shootas out in Mexico |
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Pull up, get that check then go |
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Three thousand dollar bag, what is it inside? |
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Twenty G's on my True Religion pants |
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Don't sell that bullshit, I ain't gon' buy it |
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For that cash, yeah I hop up in my car outside |
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Catch you slippin', catch your thot outside |
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Tell your thot to hop up in my ride |
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Now we cruising gettin' high |
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She told me you was just lyin' |
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[Hook] |
