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[Intro] (Section 8 just straight cooked this motherfucker up) Uh Uh, uh Uh, uh [Chorus] Uh, uh, ayy, Louis V to my last trip, bitch, stick to the transcript Ho, you wasn't invited, tell me why the fuck your ass here You would think I was bangin' OTF, only the fam' here Oh, you got that lo' to the last nigga? Okay, go blam him Bitch can't come back over to the penthouse, she left her lash here Niggas late as fuck, ran up seven M's last year Twenty niggas up, fuckin' good, she had a bad year Them niggas be cappin', bitch, you know we got a bag here [Verse 1] Throw the strip club up, swing them ones like it's confetti Fuckеd her with a rubber, but the lil' bitch say shе pregnant Uh, inside all-white, but the outside look spaghetti Fucked her all night, slow and fast like DJ Fetti A bitch asked me for five hundred, I cut her off 'cause she petty Bitch, I give a band and up, I give you five K if you ready Pimpin' ain't easy, I'm only goin', bitch, if I let it Uh, I'm a real heater, I sling that iron, I sling machetes Uh, my bitches all organic, I cut 'em off if they use edit Young turnt nigga, I want a bag, I don't want credit Uh, that money gon' buy a brick, but you can't but that shit with credit I was talkin' cash shit, but if you up, then I'ma bet it You fuck all of her broads, shit, you broke, nigga, I said it I'm bust up than a bitch, come check my wrist, flaw settin' I bought a bitch a ring, but we ain't ready for no weddin' I know these niggas snake, I can see these niggas sheddin' [Chorus] Uh, uh, ayy, Louis V to my last trip, bitch, stick to the transcript Ho, you wasn't invited, tell me why the fuck your ass here You'd think I was bangin' OTF, only the fam' here Oh, you got that lo' to the last nigga? Okay, go blam him Bitch can't come back over to the penthouse, she left her lash here Niggas late as fuck, ran up seven M's last year Twenty niggas up, fuckin' good, she had a bad year Them niggas be cappin', bitch, you know we got a bag here [Verse 2] Uh, uh, bitch, you know we got the bag here Uh, uh, bitch, you know we got that cash Rip off paper tag, switched again, then smash We ain't pickin' faces, whoop a bitch and a nigga ass Bruises on my hand 'cause I been trappin' glass bags Your door swingin' hard as fuck, I got some gas bags You lookin' for me, just post, "Prince of Bubba," with the hashtag We don't do no rap beef, drop the lo', we spank his ass [Chorus] Uh, uh, ayy, Louis V to my last trip, bitch, stick to the transcript Ho, you wasn't invited, tell me why the fuck your ass here You'd think I was bangin' OTF, only the fam' here Oh, you got that lo' to the last nigga? Okay, go blam him Bitch can't come back over to the penthouse, she left her lash here Niggas late as fuck, ran up seven M's last year Twenty niggas up, fuckin' good, she had a bad year Them niggas be cappin', bitch, you know we got a bag here
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