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Traphouse Mob Huh, roll another one Said I'm never lackin', always pistol packing With them automatics, we gon' send him to heaven Wait, wait, wait (Uh), wait (Uh), ayy (Ayy), ayy (Ayy), woo (Woo), huh Oh, you feelin' sturdy, huh? (You feelin' sturdy, man) Shake somethin' Shake it, shake it, shake it She like the way that I dance (Dance) She like the way that I move (Move) She like the way that I rock (Rock) She like the way that I woo (Woo) And she let it clap for a nigga (And she let it clap for a nigga) And she throw it back for a nigga (Yeah, she throw it back for a nigga) Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri (Uh) Billie Jean, Billie Jean (Jean) Christian Dior, Dior (Dior) I'm up in all the stores (Stores, uh) When it rains, it pours (Pours) She like the way I rrr Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri (Grrt, baow) Billie Jean, Billie Jean (Jean) Christian Dior, Dior (Dior) I'm up in all the stores (Stores, uh) When it rains, it pours (Pours) She like the way I rrr When I walk in the spot, thirty on me Buy out the club, niggas know that I'm paid Bitch, I'm a thot, get me lit I can't fuck with these niggas 'cause niggas is gay All on my page suckin' dick All in my comments and screamin' my name While I'm in the club Throwin' them hundreds and fifties and ones and ones Pop Smoke, they know I'm wildin' If I'm on the island, I'm snatchin' the cell (Woo) Brody got locked, denied his bail Until he free, I'm raisin' hell (Woo) Tell my shooters call me FaceTime (Uh) For all the times we had to face time (Time) Free D-Nice, he doin' state time (Time) If you need the glizzy, you could take mine (Take mime) Please don't come out your mouth, you know I'm like that I'll make a movie like TNT (Grrt, baow) Glock-30 on me, ask who really want it I bet I air it like BNB Nappy Blue wildin' in my section And I keep that .38 for the weapon (Uh huh) Remember when I came home from corrections (Uh) All the bad bitches in my direction (Uh) This Glock up on me holds six-O ('O) Have 'em dancin' like Calypso I'm a big belly Woo, boy My stomach look like a hippo ('Po) Tell the bottle girls, "Shake it" (Shake it) Bring the bottles of Belaire (Belaire) Oh, we can't smoke in the spot? (Nah) Still put that gas in the air (Still put that gas in the air) Nigga, I'm from the Floss where we get the money (Uh) That's on gang, I don't care what you do (Nah) Get to the breesh, takin' your malls Where I'm from you gotta stack like a Jew I'm the big foo', I got guns in the coupe Talk out your mouth, you get robbed for your jewels No you ain't gang, I'm big 092 When you walk in the spot, nigga, you better woo (Woo) She like the way that I dance (Dance) She like the way that I move (Move) She like the way that I rock (Rock) She like the way that I woo (Woo) And she let it clap for a nigga (And she let it clap for a nigga) And she throw it back for a nigga (Yeah, she throw it back for a nigga) Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri (Grrt, baow) Billie Jean, Billie Jean (Jean) Christian Dior, Dior (Dior) I'm up in all the stores (Stores) When it rains, it pours (Pours) She like the way I rrr She like the way that I dance (Dance) She like the way that I move (Move) She like the way that I rock (Rock) She like the way that I woo (Woo) And she let it clap for a nigga (And she let it clap for a nigga) And she throw it back for a nigga (Yeah, she throw it back for a nigga) Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri (Grrt baow) Billie Jean, Billie Jean (Jean, huh) Christian Dior, Dior (Dior) I'm up in all the stores (Stores) When it rains, it pours (Pours) She like the way I rrr Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri (Grrt, baow) Billie Jean, Billie Jean (Jean) Christian Dior, Dior (Dior) I'm up in all the stores (Stores) When it rains, it pours (Pours) She like the way I rrr
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