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Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah It's that trappin' in London muthafucka for sure Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Rare Sound Put you in Dior, grab everything at the store (Ah) She around 'cause I ain't gotta sag, glad I ain't poor No, I don't love you no more (No more) Ain't shit I can show you no more (No more) I don't even wanna touch you no more (No more) I don't even wanna fuck you no more (Let's go) My new bit' want big dawg downstairs (Big dawg) I'ma big dawg, let her out here (Big dawg) Big dawg, yeah, you know I ain't average (Big dawg) Whole pockets loaded up with cash (Big dawg) Hoe, work your move, talkin' 'bout the money, I'ma work that too New Off-White, I'ma work that too I ain't gotta play ya, I'ma eat yo food All the young niggas wanna be like dude (Yeah) She want designer, I might have to pick it up (Pick it up) Ones in the low, won't you pick it up? Jump on the horse and just ride, yeah, giddyup (Let's go) I heard your nigga ain't lit enough Fly individual, yeah, she know I kick it the coolest (Coolest) She the vibe is contagious (Yeah), my shawty fly as a stewardess This how I spent it, but shawty, don't get it confused Please don't compare me to dude Send me a clip of them nudes, know I would never abuse Swim in the money like scrooge I want your food, I want the millions (Millions) We fell in love with the feeling, know how you feeling (Feeling) Pull out them cameras, you that the boy in the building Put you in Dior, grab everything at the store (Let's go) She around 'cause I ain't gotta sag, glad I ain't poor (I ain't poor) No, I don't love you no more (No more) Ain't shit I can show you no more (No more) I don't even wanna touch you no more (No more) I don't even wanna fuck you no more (Let's go) My new bit' want big dawg downstairs (Big dawg) I'ma big dawg, let her out here (Big dawg) Big dawg, yeah, you know I ain't average (Big dawg) Whole pockets loaded up with cash (Big dawg) Hoe, work your move, talkin' 'bout the money, I'ma work that too New Off-White, I'ma work that too I ain't gotta play ya, I'ma eat yo food All the young niggas wanna be like dude Hey, hey Hey, hey, hey Yeah, hey, hey (Let's go) Yeah, hey, hey, hey, hey Yeah, yeah, yeah, ay Yeah, hey, hey Diamonds on me like water, shawty pussy wet like Florida (Florida) Dropped in the party with a .40, baby don't guard me I'll get you home in the morning (Ayy, ooh) They held me down when I trapped in the 'partments I can't forget it, make me for the parties I think about it when I wanna call you Do not put it, I hang up the phone Why you deny when I need you? Tryna hide, but I see through I got some diamonds through sellin' your tune It ain't no smoke when it come down to you I want a bitch that I know ain't gon' move I know them niggas can't do what I do Come from the trap, but you like how I move I bust a jugg and I spend it on you They love how I do Put you in Dior (Ooh), grab everything at the store (Ah) She around 'cause I ain't gotta sag, glad I ain't poor (What's up?) No, I don't love you no more (No more) Ain't shit I can show you no more (No more) I don't even wanna touch you no more (No more) I don't even wanna fuck you no more (Let's go) My new bit' want big dawg downstairs (Big dawg) I'ma big dawg, let her out here (Big dawg) Big dawg, yeah, you know I ain't average (Big dawg) Whole pockets loaded up with cash (Big dawg) Hoe, work your move, talkin' 'bout the money, I'ma work that too New Off-White, I'ma work that too I ain't gotta play ya, I'ma eat yo food All the young niggas wanna be like dude Hey, hey Hey, hey, hey Yeah, hey, hey (Let's go) Yeah, hey, hey, hey, hey Yeah, yeah, yeah, ay Yeah, hey, hey
Writer(s): Kristopher Campbell, Najibe Brewster, Jarrod Doyle, London R Darius Ruth Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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