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Brian Antonio Edwards
Brian Antonio Edwards
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Martrel Reeves
Martrel Reeves
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andrew council
andrew council
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I'm in Tootsies, I'm upstairs, get some yeah, then I'm out Private room, ain't got no bed, got some yeah on the couch Boy, I'm ridin' through your city with that yeah on my lap My lil' thick bitch like to shoot, I be like, yeah, make it clap Uh, shorty want me hit, I need some yeah first I ain't walking on that stage, I need that bread first Shorty want me hit, I need some yeah first I ain't walking on that stage, I need that bread first Stone cold with them sticks, I be like, can I get a hell yeah Shawty ask me pay her bills, can I use your mail, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah Huh, plug gotta brand new stick ima cop it She got a brand new ass pop it They be like, 3oh ain't makin' no music I'm makin' hot shit, but I ain't drop it She ask me, do I want top Lil Jon, Eastside Boyz, yeah DC gettin' that guap Marion Barry round here, I'm the mayor Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah I'm in Tootsies, I'm upstairs Get some yeah, then I'm out Private room, ain't got no bed Got some yeah on the couch Boy, I'm ridin' through your city with that yeah on my lap My lil' thick bitch like to shoot I be like, yeah, make it clap Shawty want me hit, I need some yeah first I ain't walkin' on that stage, I need that bread first Shawty want me hit, I need some yeah first I ain't walkin' on that stage, I need that bread first I'ma need that paper, baby Say you got it, tell me, yeah I'm in traffic with no license Smokin' exotic, fuck the feds Stupid bitch, she wanna fuck me But her purse ain't got no yeah I say, look, don't call me lucky Bitch, you know I'm sellin' yeah Paid in full, I'm servin' muffins Pop the trunk and smell the, yeah Goofy nigga thought we was tusslin I backed out and popped the yeah This prescription from the doctor I popped out the cop the yeah I got permission from your bitch, she let me, yeah We upstairs, with the yeah I'm in tootsies, I'm upstairs Get some yeah, then I'm out Private room, ain't got no bed Got some yeah on the couch Boy, I'm ridin' through your city with that yeah on my lap My lil' thick bitch like to shoot I be like, yeah, make it clap Shawty want me hit, I need some yeah first I ain't walkin' on that stage, I need that bread first Shawty want me hit, I need some yeah first I ain't walkin' on that stage, I need that bread first
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