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Letra

[Verse 1]
Make a choice, right?
You just decide what it's gonna be
Who you're gonna be, how you're gonna do it
Just decide and then from that point
The universe is gon' get out your way
[Verse 2]
Ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay
[Verse 3]
Got a little bitch, bad as fuck, bad as fuck
Flip a lot of bands, stack it up, stack it up
1999, back it up, back it up
I just took my time, nothing great happens rushed
[Verse 4]
Got a little bitch, bad as fuck, bad as fuck
Flip a lot of bands, stack it up, stack it up
1999, back it up, back it up
I just took my time, nothing great happens rushed
[Verse 5]
Ay, I just took my time, ay, uh
I ain't with the hype, ay
Get racks for this spitter with my guys, ay
I'm not nothin' nice, uh
Need my cheese just like a slice
Over time I get better like I'm wine, uh
[Verse 6]
Damn, my bitch too fine, tell me something that I don't know
Asking why I got a pink phone, bitch, that's rose gold
Baby 21, eat the meat like she a no so
No racks then I don't go, motherfuck that Volvo
[Verse 7]
I whip on them Royce, ain't no choice, ay
She say that I get her moist
I done rose up out the bowl like in Illinois
Uh, been the boy, I'm the man now
Uh, pillow talkin', bitch, that's man down
[Verse 8]
Came up from the dirt like the campground
Play tough bitches, act now
I was in the background
Poppers with they ass out
Nothing great happens from being rushed
Pay your mama bills just for being nice, yo
[Verse 9]
Got a little bitch, bad as fuck, bad as fuck
Flip a lot of bands, stack it up, stack it up
1999, back it up, back it up
I just took my time, nothing great happens rushed
[Verse 10]
Got a little bitch, bad as fuck, bad as fuck
Flip a lot of bands, stack it up, stack it up
1999, back it up, back it up
I just took my time, nothing great happens rushed
[Verse 11]
Poppin' all that talk, all I gotta say is y'all corny and my back hurt
Tell lil' baby come rub it for me
If you dance on me, baby, take your time
Do it like it's mine, play that bump and grind
[Verse 12]
I got automatic blinds, yeah
I can't fuck is she ain't fine
I got Bay Area ties till they close both eyelids
[Verse 13]
I ain't with the hype, we got it on the flight, uh
Smoking out in Paris,  on tour, real life
Favorite group, the tribe, her jaw is open wide
When I walk in lookin' fly but that ain't no surprise
[Verse 14]
I know this little straight bad as fuck
She got the ass shots but I'm the one that make her blush
I'ma get it early in the morning, Cap'n Crunch
Mac Dre lookin' down, smiling on us
[Verse 15]
I'm feeling myself, roll the ho ocho
P-LO in the club, uh
Dom in the club, uh
She might have to come home
[Verse 16]
Got a little bitch, bad as fuck, bad as fuck
Flip a lot of bands, stack it up, stack it up
1999, back it up, back it up
I just took my time, nothing great happens rushed
[Verse 17]
Got a little bitch, bad as fuck, bad as fuck
Flip a lot of bands, stack it up, stack it up
1999, back it up, back it up
I just took my time, nothing great happens rushed
Written by: Dionicio B. Rodriguez
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