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After FOX 11 first aired this story promo Members of Shoreline Mafia posted to their Insta-gram Account this response: Expletive FOX, we sippin' juice for life Beat Boy taught me Ron-Ron do that shit I been ballin' out, boy it ain't nothin' major I can never switch, I can never be a hater Tryna hit a lick, you get hit with the lasers I'm smoking hella pack while I count up this paper Ballin', this ain't no free throw Got your bitch on my dick, she a freak ho Pour a six, I remix while she deep throat Drop the top off the whip but bitch this ain't a Jeep though Fast whips, bad bitch, you knowin' how we go I'm a migo, I ain't talking 'bout the trio And the pack hella musty, smell like some BO You buyin' more than one and I might cut a deal for real For real, that's for real And the pack hella musty, smell like some BO You buy more than one, then I might cut a deal for real I been ballin' out, boy it ain't nothin' major I can never switch, I can never be a hater Tryna hit a lick, you get hit with the lasers I'm smoking hella pack while I count up this paper I been ballin' out, boy it ain't nothin' major I can never switch, I can never be a hater Tryna hit a lick, you get hit with the lasers I'm smoking hella pack while I count up this paper I be fucking hoes but it ain't nothin' major Oh what baby, you ain't know I was a player? Runnin' around the city think I should run for major Let a bitch choose up, you the type of nigga save her, damn All you niggas dissapointments Nut on your bitch, rub it on her like some ointment Got your bitch on the way, she got a dick appointment And all my niggas finna join You be worried 'bout a bitch, I be worried bout some coin Good steak on my plate, you be eatin' sirloin Good lean in my cup, every sip I enjoy I dont trick on a bitch, she a bitch I employ, ayy But she gotta trick on me Its a fee for the 'Gees make a G off her knees I ain't tryna be the P but she begged on her knees So she run that shit up and run it right back to me, ay I been ballin' out, boy it ain't nothin' major I can never switch, I can never be a hater Tryna hit a lick, you get hit with the lasers I'm smoking hella pack while I count up this paper I been ballin' out, boy it ain't nothin' major I can never switch, I can never be a hater Tryna hit a lick, you get hit with the lasers I'm smoking hella pack while I count up this paper
Writer(s): Alejandro Coranza, Branden Mcnair, Laron Robinson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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