Letra

Yeah I don't know, I don't know I don't know, I don't know I don't know, I don't know 'Cause I'm steppin' on my toes, but I don't stop I make flips out of my flops My swag drippin' out my socks With the crips so I don't pop Plus I am your pops 'Cause your mom jut let me pop And I got the top Boy, I left that pussy hot Gave her hella cock Shot it up like that pussy black and I'm a cop Watch that pussy drop Hop back in the whip, took off Swerving down the block World trade center I am not But I'm blowing up like ISIS 'Cause I am the nicest Baby girl, ya MCM go two ways like a sidekick I see my future booming nigga, I am a psychic People don't wanna see me bus, tell them please don't fight it Light it Way way way All my bitches down in Jay-a-ay Don't play-ay-ay Pull up with the dutty AK-K And spray-ay-ay Make you dance and do the nae-nae-nae And yo no say They only know me by my AKA Supa Dupa With the with the cooper troopers Dem mon deh nuh fraid fi shoot ya (Rah!) Shelling make an atheist go worship Buddha (Rah!) Call my nigga 'Haha Davis' Boy, you finna die I am not the guy 'Cause I'm steppin' on my Steppin' on my, steppin' on my Steppin' on my, steppin' on my Steppin' on my, steppin' on my But I don't stop Yeah Look, steppin' on my toes But I don't yell, I got ya hoe And I don't tell, look I don't know And I don't care I just run through the money Like I'm Zoey Dollaz, yeah Look God my flow, woah Like a cup of foldgers for the ear Okay now stop it You ain't all that so stop it All this swag in my genes, and I ain't talkin' 'bout pockets Niggas is swagga jackin', they wonderin' where to cop it She tell me that she love me; I step back harder than Harden Now I'm out here steppin' on 'em Steppin' on 'em, steppin' on 'em Steppin' on 'em, steppin' on 'em Steppin' on 'em, steppin' on 'em But I don't stop
Writer(s): Tarique St Juste, Danny Simeon, Cunnel Mills Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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