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9: 30, fuckin' cookedIt's all I got in the tankBut that? Whatever the fuck that wasI like itFuck yesBought a whipper for the gangYeahMaya, Maya, you workin' at Greta tonight or nah?Pick up, I need a whole section for the mobCindy, I know you got them hoes on lockLet me pick what hoes you gon' bring to the spotTwo, two, two, Juju, it's goin' Birkey on her carIf I ask tonight, she'll put my Jenny in her croc'Double-S so bad, she look like Jenny from the BlockPisceus is ridin' 'round in Lam', MashallahKiller K know they tried to nail me to the crossOld me say I'm up, and I could never take a lossSexyy said, "What bitch is dissin'? Let mе knock her off"I said, I'm so loved and I'm so hatedSo conflictеd, I'm so jadedCome back to the crib, first night, baby, nobody's judgingHigh tide, make it flow for me, girlThere's no sense in rushingHigh fives from the bros for me'Cause I fucked her for nothingDown on her knees, tryna reason with meGotta bless her with somethingAyy, ayy, yeahLet me hear your body talk, girl, on threeOne, arch your back, bitch, you know you a bad bitchTwo, let your pussy talk, I'ma do the ad-libsThree, take my credit card, spend like you ain't had shitWhat? Take advantage, what? Do some damage, what?Please, believe me, what? Please, believe me, yeahIf I'm drinkin', what? Peach Bellini, yeahThey so pressed about the beef, it's paniniJust like PX said, baby, come and see meShe a genie, Sydney SweeneyWhere my diamond glove? They could never see meMaya, Maya, you workin' at Greta tonight or nah?Pick up, I need a whole section for the mobCindy, I know you got some hoes on lockLet me pick what hoes you gon' bring to the spotTwo, two, two, Juju, it's goin' Birkey on her carIf I ask tonight, she'll put my Jenny in her croc'Sexyy said, "Which bitches dissin'? " Let me knock her offI said, "I'm so loved and I'm so hatedSo conflicted, I'm so jaded"Come back to the crib, first night, baby, nobody's judgingHigh tide, make it flow for meGirl, there's no sense in rushingHigh fives from the bros for me'Cause I fucked her for nothingDown on her knees, tryna reason with meGotta bless her with somethingHeyLet me hear your body talk, girl, on threeOne, arch your back, bitch, you know you a bad bitchTwo, let your pussy talk, I'ma do the ad-libsThree, take my credit card, spend like you ain't had shitWhat? Take advantage, what? Do some damage, what?Can I handle all that? Girl, I'll manage, what?Take me serious, don't ghost me, girl, don't vanishYeah, let me hear your body talk, girl, on threeOne, arch your back, bitch, you know you a bad bitchTwo, let your pussy talk, I'ma do the ad-libsThree, take my credit card, spend like you ain't had shitWhat? Take advantage, what? Do some damage
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