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Used to call me Push 'cause I pushed by the quarter Used to push keys 'til the D's pushed harder Push "start" – push buttons, start the car up Push me, push your wig back like barbers Off with your toupee, I boss hog like two lanes Fuck red dots but my bullets come in Blu-ray Pussy-ass niggas and they sweet like Kool-Aid Married to the game, tell them niggas catch the bouquet Don't fuck with hoes, sometimes I'd rather beat off My kicks so fire, burn the skin up on my feet off Tell 'em turn the heat down, they tell me my mink off She's so abusive, the boy she wanna skeet off Fancy, fancy, met her on Delancey Poon poon so good I eat her through her panties Every Jamaican bitch always trippin' off of Xanny Wants low, so I give her gold like Santi Bapes on my feet make the cypher complete Margielas by the week, say my style is unique Picking bitches by their teeth, for my bitches be heat Put the pussy on lock, Saruman and my sheep Cuttin' niggas with my lines like a barber with Zekes Burnin' niggas with my rhymes, let the arsenal speak I'm tryna have a Nicki Minaj every week And fuck makin' her cum, I'mma fuck her 'til she pee And if she was a midget, I would fuck her on my knees 'Cause that ass fat, I will fuck her 'til she sleep It's Trap Lord Sunday every day of the week A-S-A-P 'til I D-I-E, ma'fucka
Writer(s): Peter Rosenberg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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