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Fuck Clout
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Pasto Flocco
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Don't nobody wanna be broke so make that move Worry bout yourself dont worry bout me, if you snooze you loose In a house in the hills wit a big garage, know you want that too I move solo dolo, I don't need no group No thots inverted to the stu I like bad b*t*hes I don't follow rules Now I got mad guap, it used to be with you Those can't be my boo (ooh) Hoes gettin swept like brooms (ooh) Hoe can't come to my room (hmm) No respect better take off your shoes (ooh) Lil broke boy got no juice (ooh) So bro can't get in the room Im my own man, I don't gotta pick no sides Nobody forced me to choose Ion give a f**k bout clout n***a id rather die If brothers can't come with me too Don't nobody wanna be broke so make that move Worry bout yourself dont worry bout me, if you snooze you loose In a house in the hills wit a big garage, know you want that too I move solo dolo, I don't need no group No thots inverted to the stu I like bad b*t*hes I don't follow rules Now I got mad guap, it used to be with you Those can't be my boo (ooh) Hoes gettin swept like brooms (ooh) Hoe can't come to my room (hmm) No respect better take off your shoes (ooh) Lil broke boy got no juice (ooh) So bro can't get in the room Im my own man, I don't gotta pick no sides Nobody forced me to choose Ion give a f**k bout clout n***a id rather die If brothers can't come with me too [Don't nobody wanna be broke so make that move Worry bout yourself dont worry bout me, if you snooze you loose In a house in the hills wit a big garage, know you want that too I move solo dolo, I don't need no group No thots inverted to the stu I like bad b*t*hes I don't follow rules Now I got mad guap, it used to be with you Those can't be my boo (ooh) Hoes gettin swept like brooms (ooh) Hoe can't come to my room (hmm) No respect better take off your shoes (ooh) Lil broke boy got no juice (ooh) So bro can't get in the room Im my own man, I don't gotta pick no sides Nobody forced me to choose Ion give a f**k bout clout n***a id rather die If brothers can't come with me too I know they watchin me they wanna know what im on I know they watching the way that im movin They knowin the words to my songs And im rollin up the za, put it to the face smokin on the strong No I cannot get attached cuz you know im up and my money long Now she wanna come along Said she wanna ride with me Back then took a lost Now there's some bands in my jeans Im a saks and number nine fiend Gettin to high when I pour up the lean You don't got gold you rocking that zinc Im on the scene and I came with that Bands and wok on me Yea I got bands and wok and lean Finna conceal that in my jeans So there ain't no stopping me My Glock got a kick that hoe gotta knee Need my cash you know ima fiend I need bands the blue and the green Hit it once and then ima leave Don't nobody wanna be broke so make that move Worry bout yourself dont worry bout me, if you snooze you loose In a house in the hills wit a big garage, know you want that too I move solo dolo, I don't need no group No thots inverted to the stu I like bad b*t*hes I don't follow rules Now I got mad guap, it used to be with you Those can't be my boo (ooh) Hoes gettin swept like brooms (ooh) Hoe can't come to my room (hmm) No respect better take off your shoes (ooh) Lil broke boy got no juice (ooh) So bro can't get in the room Im my own man, I don't gotta pick no sides Nobody forced me to choose Ion give a f**k bout clout n***a id rather die If brothers can't come with me too
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