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What? Stage dive, all my niggas right like K9 Gettin' to it, drop the bag off, bitch, it's game time Down hoe, not down now she cutting stage time Oh, take tour 20 minute stage time Oh, 'Rula san never in stage time Oh, and you fuckin' hoes that you claim fine And you fucked that bitch, yeah, yeah, but she claim mine Oh, yeah, yeah, but she claim mine Oh, yeah, yeah, hit the baseline Oh, yeah, yeah, we on Satan time Ooh, yeah, pussy on FaceTime Aye, hoe show the pussy on FaceTime Oh, yeah, hoe show the ass on FaceTime Oh, if I'm gonna fuck that bitch, make sure her face right Oh, put your feet down, level five bag, lace right Oh, oh, you like me? Well, I like you too Rubber band man, get the checks on blue Ooh yeah, 'Rula san get the guap too Ooh yeah, lucky man if top two Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah 'Rula san get the guap too Ooh yeah, huh yeah, huh yeah, huh yeah, huh yeah Top two and I ain't two Take your shirt off, bitches check O2 Two hoes, both pockets, bitch, green and blue So I got blue cheese for the hoes too And I got the backstage for the hoes too Rock the stage, bring that stack back, it's for you Level five gang on back, it's for you Started when we was young and you were my boo I'm the hardest bitch past 2022 What? Stage dive, bitches bite, canines Stage dive, all my niggas smell that shit, K9 What? Huh, pussy on FaceTime What? Huh, pussy on FaceTime Huh, aye, hoe show the ass on FaceTime Oh, what? Oh, what? Pussy on FaceTime, oh
Writer(s): Brooklyn Rodriguez, Michael Sammour Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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