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Little shawty hell, shawty wicked Bust it on me, oh yeah, I can feel it Pretty pussy fuck with my head, I'ma spend it, hey She want that Chanel? She can get it She gon' keep it on something, player, then I'm with it I'm one hundred, I ain't gon' tell about yo' business I'm one hundred, you want a real one? Then, this that Want a nigga with that fire? Shawty, this that Little shawty hell, shawty wicked Bust it on me, oh yeah, I can feel it Pretty pussy fuck with my head, I'ma spend it, hey She want that Chanel? She can get it She gon' keep it on something, player, then I'm with it I'm one hundred, I ain't gon' tell about yo' business I'm one hundred, you want a real one? Then, this that Want a nigga with that fire? Shawty, this that Oh, pretty pussy, it tastes like ice cream, yeah I might just pull up in that white tee, yeah Big breakfast under my jeans, yeah I do new Chanel like you, wifey Shawty, you can never switch sides with me Baby, would you live and would you die for me? Fuck with little shawty, she keep that vibe with me Shawty, I got plans for you, huh Fuck that little money, it ain't nothin' to me Shawty, I got bands for you, huh Pushin' niggas ain't gon' do it for you Shawty, like I care for you That my little baby, I've been grindin', she been thuggin' with me I've been the same nigga long as she been fuckin' with me We can do it how you wanna do it, it ain't nothin' to me, yeah Little shawty hell, shawty wicked Bust it on me, oh yeah, I can feel it Pretty pussy fuck with my head, I'ma spend it, hey She want that Chanel? She can get it She gon' keep it on something, player, then I'm with it I'm one hundred, I ain't gon' tell about yo' business I'm one hundred, you want a real one? Then, this that Want a nigga with that fire? Shawty, this that Little shawty hell, shawty wicked Bust it on me, oh yeah, I can feel it Pretty pussy fuck with my head, I'ma spend it, hey She want that Chanel? She can get it She gon' keep it on something, player, then I'm with it I'm one hundred, I ain't gon' tell about yo' business I'm one hundred, you want a real one? Then, this that Want a nigga with that fire? Shawty, this that Yeah, I want that back-back, ya heard me? That little baby, that pussy fat-fat, ya heard me? Bust it on me, I finna crash that, ya heard me? Yeah, you know I had to grab that, ya heard me? Yeah, I'm from where they smash that, ya heard me? If you want it, then you can have that, ya heard me? I'm f'real, ain't gonna cap that, ya heard me? Give me, then you gon' tell me, "Make it smash back", ya heard me? Come buss it down, like a Rolex You know I had to do it for ya, it ain't no flex, big Hundred, I break it with you, you can hold that Real street nigga, girl, you gotta know that In my hood, it's going down and ain't not lettin' I'm off these drugs, so I can't feel it when they throw back Pull up on me, I be hangin' where they know at You can't change me, I've been thuggin' since way before rap That f'real Little shawty hell, shawty wicked Bust it on me, oh yeah, I can feel it Pretty pussy fuck with my head, I'ma spend it, hey She want that Chanel? She can get it She gon' keep it on something, player, then I'm with it I'm one hundred, I ain't gon' tell about yo' business I'm one hundred, you want a real one? Then, this that Want a nigga with that fire? Shawty, this that Little shawty hell, shawty wicked Bust it on me, oh yeah, I can feel it Pretty pussy fuck with my head, I'ma spend it, hey She want that Chanel? She can get it She gon' keep it on something, player, then I'm with it I'm one hundred, I ain't gon' tell about yo' business I'm one hundred, you want a real one? Then, this that Want a nigga with that fire? Shawty, this that
Writer(s): Matthew Dean Burdette, Brandon Rainey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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