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(B*t*h) Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah Yeah, sliding through Gwinett, yes Sorry I was busy counting up a check, yes Louis loafers dancing, baby do you want next? I was on the jet with Prada, yeah getting neck What are you doing right now? N***as be jacking the style Louis belt, yeah, it's hanging out (Uno I killed it) Too-too many n***as was jocking your style I know it has been a while Told her that I am not tripping, nah, you know her feelings, we all gang, yuh Soon as I see these lil biddies' I'm taking these b*t*hes, get them n***as out It's so amazing what these n***as is willing to do for a lil' bit of clout Lil' bit of clout, lil' bit of clout I can go kiss on your neck, or just spray up your home or go run in your house I gotta' stay dripping, today I put on some Balenci' pants just to step out My Vivienne Westwood jacket, they said that I look like the man of the hour, ow, ow Burning these boys just like ow Choppa' gon' burn these lil' boys just like ow Me and young Tokyo out on the prowl Yeah that's some money, I got it right now That was my twin, brothers, and day-ones [?] being reborn right now Yeah, sliding through Gwinett, yes Sorry I was busy counting up a check, yes Louis loafers dancing, baby do you want next? I was on the jet with Prada, yeah getting neck Big boss baby, yeah I got you Good brain, lil' shawty yeah she's a scholar Broke n***a in the strip club, ain't got no dollars Stand on my money b*t*h, yeah it make me taller Yeah this vintage denim, you can't find em' it's too old Put on my Moncler, yeah I swear it's getting cold Told my ex b*t*h move on, yeah let it go Mind on the money, I can't f**k it up on hoes
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