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f*ck with me, uh Dark skin, big dick, with bands you can't beat it Busting up the leaves she said "Damn you can't eat it?" Bitch hell naw, I ain't your friend I'm conceited I'm the man bitch you see it, diamonds dance like Aaliyah Right hand up to Jesus, ion like her, Lil Mike her Give me head if you thieving, I ain't staying bitch I'm leaving Hit her friend got her singing like the Pledge of Allegiance Getting bread like a pita, yo' bitch ran like a cheetah My P popped a Xan and he leaning I'mma pray for him I woke up counting bands it's a great morning, I'm on a roll like I'm skateboarding The 40 on me I stay with that big bitch but I ain't Norbit 2 cellphones and your bitch ain't got either number, lil bitch always tryna see me but I'm Stevie Wonder She gave me head and I ain't even f*ck her, I need a cover, I'm cold these niggas chilly like Keke Palmer [Break] How you doing p*ssy nigga? (How ya' doing?) We been eating good If I had one wish like Ray J, I wish a nigga would Bitch I'm from the East Side, 6 Mile nigga All these niggas tryna get down with us Oh no, make a bitch go home, throw a peace sign nigga Leave that bitch hanging like a bee hive nigga I'm chilling, chilling, chilling in this bitch Boy I'm feeling like the shit up in this bitch Nigga that's your girl, I'm gon' toss some tints up in that bitch Tell her "Suck a nigga dick up in this bitch I'm the man" Recognize a motherf*ckin' boss when you see one You a p*ssy boy, I see through you like Capri-Sun f*ck for five minutes, then I tell that bitch "we done" I make her bring it back, bring it back like a refund Oh no, shout out my nigga E, real nigga since day one shout out my nigga G Snapback fresh lineup, shout out my nigga Fe Make your bitch give me head put on a rubber she use teeth Shoot the chopper at his feet when it's hotter than a beach Nigga pick your favorite picture I'm gon prop it on a tee Hit the booth and go crazy when I'm hopping on the beat Ask about us we get it popping on the East (p*ssy) I got some real niggas in the West too When I shoot your girl better wear a vest too Bitch you stay tryna talk about your ex-boo, Ian tryna hear that shit, bitch what that neck do Cause I ain't cuffin-ating, my pimping underrated, all these hoes treat us like we f*cking famous Getting head in public places, ion give a f*ck if the police catch me with a pistol at least I wasn't dangling Walk in the club he staring at my wrist, while I'm staring at his bitch, while she staring at my dick On my mama I am not a f*cking lick, f*ck you mean, come and see, Cash Kidd, double "D" [Break] f*ck with me motherf*cker f*ck with me motherf*cker f*ck with me motherf*cker f*ck with me motherf*cker Hit my line, hoe Uh, Free Lee they got my mans up in the slammer Niggas tryna nail me so my hand stay on the hammer You'll see your life flash like a camera Banana clips put you to sleep, call that bananas in pajamas f*ck a bitch then call her a rat where's my manners, never call her back after I smash her Got your main bitch on my lap and I ain't Santa Claus pause I ball like I got cancer, you know that mean I ball like Amber Rose, Y'all dick sucking more than Amber Cole I make it reindeer but I ain't prancer, no I'mma bout to start Wild N' Out like the Nick Cannon show, bitch f*ck with me motherf*cker (Hoe) f*ck with me motherf*cker (Hoe) f*ck with me motherf*cker (Hoe) Hit my line, hoe
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