Correction Lyrics Finesse by Capoxxo

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(woah, Capo, Dough Boys)

F**kboy I know you ain't 'bout sh*t (bout sh*t)
I might drop a rack on my outfit (outfit)
I put my d**k where her mouth is (yeah)
I pull out and I buss a nut all on the carpet (oh)
I'm drivin' the red Beamer, c*ckpit (skrt skrt)
Keep duckin' you don't wanna start sh*t (hell naw)
You know I stay strapped with that rocket (bang bang)
I pull up the .30, it's loaded and I c*ck it (pew pew)

I pull out a blunt and I spark it
I pull up in foreign, I park it (skrt skrt skrt)
Catch me inside Neiman Marcus
Rocking all designer, you know that I bought it (flexin')
Ten thousand xannies, I bought it (yeah)
Gimme' some xannies, I pop it (turnt up)
I f**k with (?) and Robins (gang gang)
The hunnids' fallin' out my motherf**kin' pockets (I'm flexin')

Sea of pints so we be poppin' (woah)
My b*t*h she call me Ricky Bobby (turnt up)
'Cause I know how to get it poppin' (yeah)
Versace print all on my boxers, you can't stop me (I'm flexin')
I never take no for an answer (never)
'Cause baby, I'm a young finesser (finesser)
I got a single tiny dancer (yeah)
I'm prayin' all these Backwoods don't give me no cancer (yeah)
(yeah)

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