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New white bitch in a whip that's my slave ship Low-rider clean, new paint, we gon' bang bitch Cup full of crumbs, you don't know you a lame bitch Bud in the club, boy we ain't on the same shit All my niggas gon' ride (ah ah ah ah) All my niggas get high (ah ah ah ah) All my niggas gon' ride (ah ah ah ah) All my niggas get high (ah ah ah ah) Now that don't make no sense, that don't make no sense Cause if it don't pay the rent, then it don't pay the rent And I'm not on the fence, I'm just real as shit Boy I got mouths to feed, I don't chase these tricks Unlike like you, I'm always on the motherfucking grind Sold my own goons up, fuck I got this, know I'm fine Would be all in the cut trynna hustle us some dimes Twelve noon don't give a fuck, I'm a trick till I die Now sing a song for me, a song for me While we get lit on that canopy, that canopy Haters be like no it cannot be, it cannot be Where'd that boy get all this energy Bitch please, don't be trynna ride my D! New white bitch in a whip that's my slave ship Low-rider clean, new paint, we gon' bang bitch Cup full of crumbs, you don't know you a lame bitch Bud in the club, boy we ain't on the same shit All my niggas gon' ride (ah ah ah ah) All my niggas get high (ah ah ah ah) All my niggas gon' ride (ah ah ah ah) All my niggas get high (ah ah ah ah) Now that don't make no sense, that don't make no sense Boy you need to take the bench, you need to take the bench (Yo! Sit yo' fucking ass down!) Cause bitch we on a roll, and you 'bout to break this shit Cause ballin' ain't your sport, we take the rest from here We never giving up, we gotta live it up This shit is tough, we won't ever get enough That's your snickers bruh, always aiming 'em Swear they be framing us, degrading us, lame as fuck I don't even wanna say this much, spark your J Gaze with us, gang with us, hang with us, slang with us Before the government gets rid of us New white bitch in a whip that's my slave ship Low-rider clean, new paint, we gon' bang bitch Cup full of crumbs, you don't know you a lame bitch Bud in the club, boy we ain't on the same shit All my niggas gon' ride (ah ah ah ah) All my niggas get high (ah ah ah ah) All my niggas gon' ride (ah ah ah ah) All my niggas get high (ah ah ah ah) I just popped a molly, codeine in my body Double parked the Rolls, jumped up in the 'rrari They call me Wacka Flocka, I'm from Clayton County Shooters all around me, made me place a bounty I don't wanna know who's snitching, I could give a fuck who real I just wanna count money, smoke weed in? Catch me at my show, white girls all around me Moisture, moisture, moisture, goddamn they might drown me New white bitch in a whip that's my slave ship Low-rider clean, new paint, we gon' bang bitch Cup full of crumbs, you don't know you a lame bitch Bud in the club, boy we ain't on the same shit All my niggas gon' ride (ah ah ah ah) All my niggas get high (ah ah ah ah) All my niggas gon' ride (ah ah ah ah) All my niggas get high (ah ah ah ah)
Writer(s): Azizi Gibson, Eric Miller Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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