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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Huh? Okay Yeah (oh lord, Jetson made another one) I got a bunch of bitches mad I know a lot of bitches hating they ain't never seen no cash I know they hate me cause I'm thurl I put my foot on bitches necks and I ain't let up That nigga do not eat it right I told him get up Like nigga move around I know you wish you had a bitch like me I know you wish you was a bitch like me I fuck your nigga to Detroit type beats Yeah huh? Candy paint the cat It's a lion in his engine this is not a scat I don't care about no mentions tell me where you at Tell me where you be You a dime but you ain't me Turn it up a T Ain't no tit for tat (ain't no tit for tat) Bitch was getting on my nerves I sent her Uber back (I sent her Uber back) Pretty, ghetto, and petite he know my coochie fat They know I'm getting racks Got bitches twerking in the club like run that Nene back (like run that Nene back) Dolie never need a pack If he say he had me he a dummy, how you let me pass? Finger fucking money, you a bum and ain't no fun in that Nene number uno and I guess that's why these bitches sad I got a bunch of bitches mad (Yeah) I know a lot of bitches hating they ain't never seen no cash I know they hate me cause I'm thurl (cause I'm thurl) I put my foot on bitches necks and I ain't let up That nigga do not eat it right I told him get up Like nigga move around (Yeah) I know you wish you had a bitch like me (Okay) I know you wish you was a bitch like me I fuck yo nigga Detroit type beats Huh? Big nene Yeah yeah yeah Bitch