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Corey The Drummer Ay, Lucas Coly Yuh Girl break ya back to this, ay, ay I can't take it I would act like she ain't shit, but I can't fake it I can't front, you bad as fuck and you gon' make it She ain't foreign, but she twerk like she Jamaican Girl, break ya back to this, break ya back to this Break ya back to this, break ya back to this Girl, break ya back to this, break ya back to this While you pop it, let a nigga throw a stack to this Girl, break ya back to this, break ya back to this I don't give no fucks, you bad as shit like break ya back to this While you pop it, let a nigga throw a stack to this Load your strap to this, clean your strap to this Flip that pack to this, get your bag to this Make it clap to this, fuck around and get whacked to this Fuck a snitch, we gon' hit you, don't you rat to this Shorty lit, she got all these bitches mad and shit And we all geeked in the telly Air Force One's like Nelly And she got bread, no deli Ass real fat, no belly Diamonds on queen, no Fetty Might pull up on her when she ready I'm too smooth like wetty If you want a pint, call the celly Said she wanna slide with a nigga I'ma let her slide with a nigga Know she wanna ride with a nigga Me and her too fly, lil' nigga Let her twerk while I'm high, lil' nigga Yeah, I'm right in fry, lil' nigga I ain't boutta say shit I ain't finna look dumb I'ma catch you outside, lil' nigga I can't take it I would act like she ain't shit, but I can't fake it I can't front you bad as fuck and you gon' make it She ain't foreign, but she twerk like she Jamaican Girl, break ya back to this, break ya back to this Break ya back to this, break ya back to this Girl, break ya back to this, break ya back to this While you pop it, let a nigga throw a stack to this Break ya back to this, I can't pass on her I can tell by how she talk, she keep that cash on her Gucci flippas, Fenty makeup, Louis bags on her She might break your heart, put that cast on her Girl, I'm on your head like an afro Spend a lot of money, make it back though Say she gotta nigga from the past though You gon' have to leave him in the past though Baby so bad with a cash flow If it ain't about money, she an asshole Gotta fat blunt with the hash flow I don't give no fuck if I crash though She so, ooh I can't take it Shorty badder than a bih, she ain't basic Pull up in a coupe, I ain't waiting Shorty hotter than a bih, like she cajun Girl, I want you no cappin' I ain't finna play, all action Pull up with a stick, what's happening? Let it spit fire like a dragon You get nun, no fraction I get it all, I'm the captain Booty so fat, shit magic Write a song to it, no classic I can't take it I would act like she ain't shit, but I can't fake it I can't front, you bad as fuck and you gon' make it She ain't foreign, but she twerk like she Jamaican Girl, break ya back to this, break ya back to this Break ya back to this, break ya back to this Girl, break ya back to this, break ya back to this While you pop it, let a nigga throw a stack to this
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