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AMG, all the options You see me, phew (baby wake up) AMG I'm at- I'm at Suecos, bitch! AMG, all the options (options) You see me in the cockpit (cockpit) Audemars wrist, it's frosted (frosted) Don't look too long you get nauseous (nauseous) Bad lil bitch give me noggin' Who the fuck made this beat? 'Cause it's knockin' (knockin') Who the fuck picked your fit? 'Cause it's not it Yeah she slurpin' up my noodle like some ramen (ramen) On the juice cleanse, flushin' out the toxins (toxins) Say homie keep the drac' no Joshin Me and 1TakeJay at the Roxy Paycheck next day, went shoppin' (went shoppin') She runnin' up a credit card bill (card bill) You a funny ass boy, Seinfeld (Seinfield) With your bitch and she let me cop a feel (cop a feel) Doin' magic in that pussy, Copperfield (Copperfield) Then we talk about our feelings, Dr. Phil (Dr. Phil) Ass was fake but them titties they was real (they was real) Then I kick her out the door, Sayonara (Sayonara) But she Shakira with some hips like Rihanna (Rihanna) AMG, all the options (options) You see me in the cockpit (cockpit) Audemars wrist, it's frosted (frosted) Don't look too long you get nauseous (nauseous) Bad lil bitch give me noggin' Who the fuck made this beat? 'Cause it's knockin' (knockin') Who the fuck picked your fit? 'Cause it's not it Yeah she slurpin' up my noodle like some ramen (ramen) Put a stamp on it, send it to my address Different brands, send me different fashion There was days I ain't eat, I was fastin' Got this beat on repeat, I'm blastin' Bad lil' bitch she gon' back it up Bad lil' bitch she gon' back it up Bad lil' bitch she gon' back it up Bad lil' bitch she gon' back it up Bad lil' bitch she gon' back it up Bad lil' bitch she gon' back it up Bad lil' bitch she gon' back it up Bad lil' bitch she gon' back it up AMG, all the options (options) You see me in the cockpit (cockpit) Audemars wrist, it's frosted (frosted) Don't look too long you get nauseous (nauseous) Bad lil bitch give me noggin' Who the fuck made this beat? 'Cause it's knockin' (knockin') Who the fuck picked your fit? 'Cause it's not it Yeah she slurpin' up my noodle like some ramen (ramen)
Writer(s): William Henry Schultz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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