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What it do, bitch? Say you love me? I don't wanna hear that bullshit Put it in your mouth like a mother fucking toothpick Hit a bitch, then got up out the room like she- Dumb nigga, it ain't free, nigga Keep the white one me, nigga Want smoke? Yeah, it's free nigga You know what it do, nigga My crew act a fool, nigga All my niggas monkeys, call them zoboomafoo, nigga Bitch, I'm booted up, big 40 look like a UCE nigga You know what it do, nigga I'm cooning with my coon niggas Oh, free my nigga KK, he ain't racist do, but he keep a big AK He gon' shoot you in your face though You know what it do tho', aye Shout out Bruno Bruno type a nigga shoot you, make you fucking sing though Ooh, oh, AEIO, don't owe you, 'cause you trippin', nigga What it do though? Do though Aye, it ain't free, hoe Pay that fee, you know what it be, I'm a pimp hoe, pimp hoe Aye, free Peto Peto shot a nigga, so he locked up in the clink though, mm, ah You know where I be? Booted up with my Chinese Twin Glocks they Siamese, oh And I'm geeking Someone call beacon, 'cause your bitch, yeah, she freaking (freaking) What it do, bitch? Said you love me, I don't wanna hear that bullshit Put it in your mouth like a mother fucking toothpick Hit a bitch then got up out the room like she pooted I don't show and tell, so my hammer stay secluded Taught 'em how to do it, all these niggas is my students You never seen these kicks 'cause these bitches is exclusive She like what I put up in her ear, Q-tip Been in the game, I ain't gotta prove shit Kick a bitch to the curb if she useless I'm too smart, I can't fuck with a dufus Rap niggas diss me, but he can't sell units Aye, aye, I'm a rock star Let that nerd nigga go, he a pop tart She ain't really go no ass but her top hard He a snitch, probably riding in a cop car Why these niggas always hating? Tricking on these hoes, I ain't talking 'bout no skating Shopping at target, while I'm shopping at the Bravern I don't even go out, you would think a nigga taken, bitch I'm really not though One solid nut out the bitch, then I'm gonzo Running through her team, like I play for the Broncos Lil Woadie from the West, but a nigga ain't from Congo Stupid, I'm exclusive Ex called my phone, so I hit with the "Who this?" All my money old, but I'm always rocking new shit And I can't trust a bitch if her favorite candy Lucas Climbing to the top, you at the bottom like bikini All I do is pour it up, no Riri After the show, hit it once, shit was easy Prolly won't hit again, 'cause that bitch wasn't freaky, bitch
Writer(s): Michael Sherman, David Muriithi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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