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Half the fammo in the kitchen Half the fammo on the road We don't need to hit the strippers To get some b*t*hes on the pole I got b*t*hes on my phone I got b*t*hes on my phone Yeah, I got b*t*hes on my phone I got b*t*hes on my phone And they love me They twerkin' like they makin' some money But they don't They just some real b*t*hes Hoppin' for a few of the homies Then they gone And they holler, they holler like I'm holding some money But I don't They just some real b*t*hes They know I bring 'em round for my homies I got b*t*hes on my phone Uh, layin' on the 25th floor with her Way above the city poppin' bottles with the gold sticker Friends are heading over from the beach In the new Ranger Rove', got the heat inside the seats Lil' takeout, lil' t**ties, lil' weed Big booty, big bag with the little LV on it I'm growin' up in the suburbs drunk She growin' up in the city wasted We come together but we both came from different places Whoop, I'm turnt up, she turnt out She work hard, we work out, I flirt and she twerk out She into makin' love but she's not really down for f**kin' Told me that she got a man but they are done now, f**k it Throw some ones at it Man, I am so high, you could see forever if you looked into my eyes Dreamin' 'bout the poolsides, future rides Cars that don't go to heaven, doors suicide And they love me They twerkin' like they makin' some money But they don't They just some real b*t*hes Hoppin' for a few of the homies Then they gone And they holler, they holler like I'm holding some money But I don't They just some real b*t*hes They know I bring 'em round for my homies I got b*t*hes on my phone I got b*t*hes on my phone I got b*t*hes on my phone Yeah, I got b*t*hes on my phone I got b*t*hes on my phone Yeah, I got b*t*hes on my phone I got b*t*hes on my phone Yeah, I got b*t*hes on my phone I got b*t*hes on my phone Yeah, I ain't sweatin' that everyone tryna sun me Shades darker than the shade from the money tree Uh, I got a taste for imported booze The champagne is from France, and I order two Whole crew tied up with some fine b*t*hes And we bringin' 'em to our zone, what you know about time difference? Nine hours if you call in London Eight hours if you call in Paris Hookin' up with model b*t*hes Then leaving them for hotter b*t*hes Leaving them for hotter b*t*hes Then leaving them for hotter b*t*hes Uh, I got b*t*hes on my phone And I'm trippin' cause b*t*hes just won't leave me alone Uh, I'm steppin' on my work ups Tryna stack a third cup Swisher gettin' burnt up, the hoes gettin' turnt up My Lord, chillin' with some halfies gettin' perms done They thought I was the sweetest till all of them bodies turned up And they love me They twerkin' like they makin' some money But they don't They just some real b*t*hes Hoppin' for a few of the homies Then they gone And they holler, they holler like I'm holding some money But I don't They just some real b*t*hes They know I bring 'em round for my homies I got b*t*hes on my phone I got b*t*hes on my phone I got b*t*hes on my phone Yeah, I got b*t*hes on my phone I got b*t*hes on my phone Yeah, I got b*t*hes on my phone I got b*t*hes on my phone Yeah, I got b*t*hes on my phone I got b*t*hes on my phone Yeah, half the fammo in the kitchen Half the fammo on the road We don't need to hit the strippers To get some b*t*hes on the pole I got b*t*hes on my phone I got b*t*hes on my phone Yeah, I got b*t*hes on my phone I got b*t*hes on my phone
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