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I'm 'bouta fuck up the whole city, but I thought you should know Cell phone dnd this dick ain't free, my dividends low Where the comma? Kamikaze I go crazy for dough Stupid ape up in yo' venue 'bouta fuck up yo' show Aye bitch I'm bussing out the fiat, need my re-up fasho Fuck that louie pro-club hoodie fashion week is a no Aye I might slide just to flex, use a flop with this shit Got the whoadies in the whip trunk stuff with clip Uh, Timmy T lil' nigga wishin' on a mill Small talk from my family they keep asking 'bout my deal I need feed my granny fuck yo' grammy, I'm on tilt I did this off balance 'cause my talent is so skilled Rollin' big body I kick my foot thru yo' door I get to waving that semi pack up that Duffy with dough Not a scratch on my Nina, my nigga smoking sativa I turn the Mazda to beamer that bitch is boof, I don't need her I turned the booth to a steamer Left the nueman a fever Me no sleepy I'm wide open to fuck up you divas I got a feeling that lotta niggas gone try to deceive me Me no tripping got God with me these prayers is scheming Drop that ass to the floor, mop it up then I go Left the crib with no ends, I came back bracken with dough Drop that ass to the floor, mop it up then I go Left the crib with no ends, I came back cracking with more I'm 'bouta fuck up the whole city, but I thought you should know Cell phone dnd this dick ain't free, my dividends low Where the comma? Kamikaze I go crazy for dough Stupid ape up in yo' venue 'bouta fuck up yo' show Aye bitch I'm bussing out the fiat, need my re-up fasho Fuck that louie pro-club hoodie fashion week is a no Aye I might slide just to flex, use a flop with this shit Got the whoadies in the whip trunk stuff with clip
Writer(s): A "z", K, Zachary Uribe P Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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