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She like money, she like shoppin', she like spendin' time with me She like foreigns, she like fashion, she like sparkin' up the weed She fuckin' with me cause I'm real, it ain't no mistakin' me She know for her I catch a B, when we shop we coppin' three but I got so many hoes, I don't know who to pick from Scrollin' through my phone, I might call the fifth one Got so many hoes, I don't know who to pick from Scrollin' through my phone, I might call the fifth one She my lil' baby and I love her, so she gon' hit that play for me If she like it and she want it, then she know I'm gon' pay that fee I got them hoes, but when I'm with you, I put my phone on DND But, fuck them hoes, cause they ain't you, cause you the one they wanna be Yeah, yeah, yeah I told that boy, get out my lane, just call me Zeke, or call me Jugg But please don't call me out my name Got tired of playin' with them rookies, you turned me up to Hall of Fame She was there when I was broke, but now I'm up, we makin' change She like Gucci and Chanel, so I gotta get it for her We just ran off for some errands, we end up in the store Old bitch, she hit my line, I gotta hit ignore She be beggin' for my, and I gotta give it to her Was in New York, then hit the A, we outta town, I'm takin' trips I'm in the club, and she just text me she tryna fuck, I gotta dip She fuck me good, we hittin' Saks, and I might cash out on some Rick's She like a kid when he get mad, cause she get dressed and throw on fi- In shit they never seen I just pulled up, me and Wok, this ain't Promethazine Yeah, uh, I'm bout to clear the scene Got tired of sleepin', had to wake up, I had to chase my dreams Yeah, uh, you know I'm ridin' for my baby I just hit her in her S-class, we gon' name the kid Mercedes I'ma let her count the backend from my shows after they pay me If I don't answer when she call, she blow me up, I think she crazy She like money, she like shoppin', she like spendin' time with me She like foreigns, she like fashion, she like sparkin' up the weed She fuckin' with me cause I'm real, it ain't no mistakin' me She know for her, I catch a B, when we shop, we coppin' three but I got so many hoes, I don't know who to pick from Scrollin' through my phone, I might call the fifth one Got so many hoes, I don't know who to pick from Scrollin' through my phone, I might call the fifth one
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