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Hoes like to hop on lil beats get to Rapping and capping Nah baby let's stick to the facts You ain't really taxing these niggas And hanging with killas You beg and get dick hoe relax 2 in the morning you all in the club Shaking ass trynna bag you a nigga That rap Man you ain't fuck nigga free you a Thot Give it up My niggas carrying glocks Glizzy tucked I need the backend before i walk in Know i don't play bout the Paper Nigga wanna see me i told him it Cost fa to look He ain't with it i said see u later Niggas ain't balling they ass on a Budget Why when they ask to link up I'm Reluctant I'm big to these lil bitty hoes they Be loving Having my way in the city Fat ass and I'm pretty Could take yo lil hoe but i doesn't Back to the basics I'm feeling quando Say he a gangsta tf did he run fo? Must ain't want that lil tag on his Big toe Big toe on a nigga wit big feet Type to step on a nigga wit big Sneaks Yelling out DOA, but ain't Catching no bodies They inna house hiding We sliding and coming bout 8 Deep Where the bands at? Where ya mans at? Fuc it run me dem pockets Cool on a hoe like a fan she be Watching Kno not to play or we poppin ya Noggin Claiming he hard, James show me you hard den I need the keys to ya car and ya Card pin Ricky! That nigga got hit from The backend Took all his bows and We told him To tap in Damn I'm breaking hoes like a KitKat She working where ever the licks At Blaze need a 10, bitch bring him a 10 bac She brought a 20 Ouu shawty ass With that Damn He telling me I'm sum pressure I seen all the bread in his Tesla Told my lil patna the mission put Him in position Then all his lil motion went Missing Damn I'm on nawf it get Knasty Presidential I'm all in the backseat She saving bread that I spent in the Past week Bitch I'm a boss and she play like She classy Nigga got all typa hoes in his Phone And lying bout just wanting me Its two things ion see a turtle with Speed And a nigga I'll ever believe It's cool when they do it It's a problem when I do it Fuc em You ain't nobody to lie to Or somebody to stress bout Man you a sucka (Clown) Bitch I'm the blueprint and the Map Cuz all these hoes do is copy and Follow He ate me up talking slurped it and Swallowed Come get ya nigga when we leave the mall hoe
Writer(s): Raejahnae Utley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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