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She ain't got nothin' on She ain't got nothin' on her thong, she ain't got nothin' on You hear me? yeah baby 103 with the rest of these jams, I might snatch a foreign Streets say you take too long, Skola what you doin'? My hoes say you take too long, boy can you come on? If she ain't got on a thong, she ain't got nothin' on 103 with the rest of these jams, I might snatch a foreign Life of a Shinner, I'm 'bout to drop I know niggas in bandos that can't wait to cop Stack up that money, lay low, and let it rot Stack up that money, lay low, and just let it rot Stack up that money, lay low My stacks are taller than Legos Ain't got no time for no fake woes I'm tryna get to them pesos Catchin' that lean by the caseload Taco, he gon' get the case closed Sour come, baby we get low Pour up that red and I sip slow, sip slow Forty thousand cash on me bitch, few shows Big face Rollie on my wrist, too froze Soon as lil mama seen the kid, she chose Your girlfriend head the bomb I think she deserve a charm She know I got racks and they long Shooters on deck, in the cut Nigga play games, he gone Just bought a half pint of red One two liter, it's gone Streets say you take too long, Skola what you doin'? My hoes say you take too long, boy can you come on? If she ain't got on a thong, she ain't got nothin' on 103 with the rest of these jams, I might snatch a foreign Life of a Shinner, I'm 'bout to drop I know niggas in bandos that can't wait to cop Stack up that money, lay low, and let it rot Stack up that money, lay low, and just let it rot When you up, man you know they gon' plot You can have anybody hit the spot Move in silence, don't talk 'round no thot Be the closest ones want what you got I stuffed all of my pockets with knots Nigga play and I bet you hear shots Haters glad I got put on a box Stick them doubters, don't think I forgot I don't wear none of my near clothes Switchin' it up, I got new flows Papi and Skola, he too cold I used to trap in them dope holes Big bag of blues and they can't fold Drip on my shoes and you straight froze I'm a young nigga that's so bold You wouldn't handle the pressure Gotta be careful on these songs 'cause they might use it against me Already know I'm the only hope but thanks for tryna convince me If I get home a second late the folks might come and pinch me Got stay on my P's and Q's, I know the world will miss me Streets say you take too long, Skola what you doin'? My hoes say you take too long, boy can you come on? If she ain't got on a thong, she ain't got nothin' on 103 with the rest of these jams, I might snatch a foreign Life of a Shinner, I'm 'bout to drop I know niggas in bandos that can't wait to cop Stack up that money, lay low, and let it rot Stack up that money, lay low, and just let it rot Streets say you take too long, Skola what you doin'? My hoes say you take too long, boy can you come on? If she ain't got on a thong, she ain't got nothin' on 103 with the rest of these jams, I might snatch a foreign
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