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Your baby hit my phone Let me know when you not home Pull up bitch, and I'ma bone Gettin' top up in your room In a coupe, it fast like zoom Look for opps up on the road Drivin' when I get my dome Pull up I'ma take her home What you thought I wasn't gon' fuck you? What you thought I wasn't gon' cuff you? Know I wouldn't do it if it wasn't you Swear it's money over love I don't go if we don't fuck Choke me baby, like it rough Off the herb, it got me stuck She's so moist when I touched Fuck her, I don't stay in touch In the hood bae, I'm so tough So much lean up in my cup (Aye, aye) I been stackin' bread, I can't stop now Boy you smokin' mid, I'm gasin' on the loud I just fuck her once, I don't ask her out (No) Wanna know about me? Bae, just ask around (Yeah, yeah) I don't want the pussy, I just want the mouth (I just want the head) Bitch I'm with the beef, like In n out (In n out, yeah) Fuck her once, I dip, I'm in and out (Yeah, yeah) And she off the Xanny, can you hear me now? (Hear me now) And she taste like candy, well, she in my mouth (What? what? Aye) Your baby hit my phone Let me know when you not home Pull up bitch, and I'ma bone Gettin' top up in your room In a coupe, it fast like zoom Look for the opps on the road Drivin' when I get my dome Pull up, I'ma take her home (Yeah) What you thought, I wasn't gon' fuck you? What you thought, I wasn't gon' cuff you? Know I wouldn't do it if it wasn't you Boy, I'm laughin', you so broke Spent your rent up on some clothes (What?) Told my jeweler give me froze (Froze) Don't waste time up on these hoes (Hoes) I rather be countin' dope (Dope) I'd rather be on my own (Own) Wear Vlone, I have no friends (Friends) Pull up I'ma drop like ten, yeah I just want the green, fuck the hoes, yeah Ballin' for my team, like D Rose Told that little bitch, leave me alone, aye (Over) Mobbin' with my stick, boy that my chrome, aye, aye Water on my wrist, fire on my rose (Rose, rose, yeah) Beatin' up the kitty squirting like a hose (Like a hose, yeah) Ladies call me Casper when I'm in my ghost (Ghost, ghost, yeah) Swear it's all gold, like the pope Damn she is so wet, I need a boat (Yeah, yeah, aye) Your baby hit my phone Let me know when you not home Pull up bitch, and I'ma bone Gettin' top up in your room In a coupe, it fast like zoom Look for the opps on the road Drivin' when I get my dome Pull up, I'ma take her home What you thought, I wasn't gon' fuck you? What you thought, I wasn't gon' cuff you? Know I wouldn't do it if it wasn't you What you thought, I wasn't gon' fuck you? What you thought, I wasn't gon' cuff you? Know I wouldn't do it if it wasn't you
Writer(s): Donald Ganim Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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