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O'shit, turn me up, don't turn me don't fold Yeah, baby, you the shit, baby, you the shit Baby, you the shit hold on Yeah, Lil Mama, yeah, you bad as fuck Bitch, you know you the shit You be good you get what you want bitch I bust down your wrist Bitch, you and all your homegirls bad I don't know who to pick If I can't bring it in the club, and I ain't going in Bitches begging for a pic I got diamonds on my wrist You gon make me get you what you want Because, baby, you the shit Just because I'm having motion, nigga, don't mean I'm a trick And in public, yeah we best friend, she know what it is She can't be fucking with no lame or no broke nigga I swear I hate it When she bring up my old bitches Don't open up that Louis bag because it got dope in it She want to scamming ass, trapping ass dope dealer Yeah, I just bought another crib, I got 40 on my hip Trying to split a nigga with, trying to send another blitz No these fuck Niggas don't like me shit, it is what it is No, Mama, you the shit Trying to give her ass a kid Baby, you the shit Baby, you the shit Baby, you the shit hold on Yeah Lil Mama, yeah, you bad as fuck Bitch, you know you the shit You be good, you get what you want Bitch, I bust down your wrist Bitch, you and all your homegirls bad I don't know who to pick if I can't bring it in the club, and I ain't going in Bitches begging for a pic I got diamonds on my wrist You gonna make me get you what you want Because, baby, you the shit Just because I'm having motion, nigga, don't mean I'm a trick And in public, yeah we best friend, she know what it is Baby, you the shit Baby, you the shit, but you know that shit, yeah Yeah, Lil Mama, yeah, you bad as fuck, bitch, you know you the shit You be good, you get what you want Don't turn me down
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