Tekst Utworu

Ohh, my dog, wassup, hahahah (Yeah, you know what I'm saying it's going just good) Ok Kreeky, here I'm paying for it You are holding up in me I'm right out, plannin' on leaving already Corey, you know Shake that ass, gimme the cash, stay about that hustle, bitch Everytime he do a crime, she be fuckin all the time Shake that ass, gimme the cash, stay about that hustle, bitch Everytime he do a crime- Keep up motherfucker Even in my will, keep it real, thuggin' in my field 'Til the day I peel, keep it trill, anything I feel Youngins trained to kill, aimin', bangin' steel and slangin' krill She shake it all for Satan just to paint her nails and pay her bills Shake that ass, gimme the cash, stay about that hustle, bitch Everytime he do a crime, she be fuckin all the time Shake that ass, gimme the cash, stay about that hustle, bitch Everytime he do a crime, she be fuckin all the time Even in my will, keep it real, thuggin' in my field 'Til the day I peel, keep it trill, anything I feel Youngins trained to kill, aimin', bangin' steel and slangin' krill She shake it all for Satan just to paint her nails and pay her bills
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