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Hey, Hey there Delilah
b*t*h, I'm in your city, (Hey there Delil-), AR hold a hunnid, on this b*t*h, I bust her tittie
Oh, Hey there Delilah, I'm like 10 blocks down (10 blocks down)
.30, blat, blat, blat, then my n***as gun 'em down
Huh
Yuh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Yuh, b*t*h

Snuck in with the blicky, Gang, they done came wit' me (Brr)
n***a test me, I'ma let off 50 (Grr, Bah)
Smoke 'em like some zaza, I don't want no problem
Pull up to his doorstep with that drummer (Grr, Blit)
He don't get no coochie, eatin' this b*t*h, no toolie
Choppa on me, it came with a cool kit (Prrr)
All my hoes, They barrow, I'm smoking on somе paulo (Prr)
I'ma paint her face like I'm Picasso (Oh, Doodlе)
My choppa drop in Miami, We pull up and give him dummy thots (Ayy)
All this syrup on me, I just think I f**ked my timmy bops
She gon' ride my d**k, without hydraulics in the Maybach truck

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Snuck in with the blicky, Gang, they done came wit' me (Brr)
n***a test me, I'ma let off 50 (Grr, Bah)
Smoke 'em like some zaza, I don't want no problem
Pull up to his doorstep with that drummer (Grr, Blit)
He don't get no coochie, eatin' this b*t*h, no toolie
Choppa on me, it came with a cool kit (Prrr)
All my hoes, They barrow, I'm smoking on some paulo (Prr)
I'ma paint her face like I'm Picasso (Oh, Doodle)
My choppa drop in Miami, We pull up and give him dummy thots (Ayy)
All this syrup on me, I just think I f**ked my timmy bops
She gon' ride my d**k, without hydraulics in the Maybach truck

...ducked 2 million and he pull up and gave her Timmy pops (Ayy)
All this syrup on me, I just think I f**ked my kimmy bops
She gon' ride my d**k, without hydraulics in the Maybach truck (Pull up)
b*t*hes disrespectful, If you suck me,Then don't swallow nut
Geeking, Hey there Delilah
b*t*h, I'm in your city, (Hey there Delil-), AR hold a hundred on this b*t*h, I bust her tittie (Tittys)
Hey there Delilah, I'm like 10 blocks down (10 blocks down)
.30, blat, blat, blat, then my n***as gun 'em down (Brr)
Laying on my porch, Shh, Don't make a sound (Brr)
AP on my wrist and it's worth few hunnnid pounds (Yeah)

n***as talking crazy, I might hop on a make a slaught (Make a)
Popp out with a Glock, Then I f**k you down (f**k you do-)
I ain't found no thot with no head
Flexing on a trigger, I get up with you (Brr)
She gon' eat the d**k, the last supper
b*t*h, I met your dork, In the whole summer (Yeah)

Snuck in with the blicky, Gang, they done came wit' me (Brr)
n***a test me, I'ma let off 50 (Grr, Bah)
Smoke 'em like some zaza, I don't want no problem
Pull up to his doorstep with that drummer (Grr, Blit)
He don't get no coochie, eatin' this b*t*h, no toolie
Choppa on me, it came with a cool kit (Prrr)
All my hoes, They barrow, I'm smoking on some paulo (Prr)
I'ma paint her face like I'm Picasso (Oh, Doodle)
My choppa drop in Miami, We pull up and give him dummy thots (Ayy)
All this syrup on me, I just think I f**ked my timmy bops
She gon' ride my d**k, without hydraulics in the Maybach truck

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