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Rickie Renee Allmon
Rickie Renee Allmon
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You been Rocking That style The last three years bitch Try something new Sis It is apparent that I am A nusense Not-like You gon do shit Takin' your shots But wheeere is you aimen Come for me They might just find Your as brainless Keep me a strap My nigga so say less You want the clout I Get Money Different worlds alien All Yawl Cats know my name and ishhhh That's why y'all be saying It Is she coming or going Slang dope or she hoeing Which car is she driven I think she Samoan Stack up like I act up Nun but fact bruh Why your bitch so obsessed With my ass huh Is it because That thang move when I walk Or is it the way that my booty Poke out Spend them Bands on me I might make it clap My money is flowing Your money a drought Give me A beat and I'll beat that hoe Down Like a fake ass lil hoe Trying hang on my blocc Come Through With the silencer Won't make a sound Wet and paralyzed how you'll be found Tu saves Nintendo No game cube Nintendo Knock it out like Like avengers Until She surrender They really can't stand me But can't live without me She heard my New music And instantly Start shouting Came in this bitch And Still Holding it down Bask in the light When u see me Come Round My aura enlightening Like Jesus himself Bad lil bitch I be giving em hell Go off On the trAck and I don't Need no Help Ellas me odian Pero tengo denero
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