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TraduçãoThugger!YSL for life, bitchYeah fuck you, your momma and everything elseFree the goat!That's my best friend, that's my best friend, flexin'Big ol' booty bitch missus from Texas, what's next isI'm gon' skeet off, lil nigga come catch me, catch meAnd that's my bestie, my bestie, my best friend, go best friendNigga livin' ttg and everything is still on fleekBad bitch rollin' wit' me, she gon' smile 'cause she on fleekHundred thousand dollars inside my pants, my shit on fleekHey-yeah!Take them boys to school, swagonometryBitch I'm bleeding bad, like a bumble beeHold up! Hold it, hold it, nigga proceedI'ma eat that booty just like groceriesEat on that coochie, lay that bitch down like: Let's do itNo tiger bitch, eat that wood, eat that woodSupplier, bitch, I got pistols, no woodI want them tacos outta meagan goodHelicopter choppin' with the buzzStuff them racks inside them if they nudgeBang that other side, nigga curveAnd my reefer louder than a speakerYeah, my niece is hanging with the beatlesIf you ever find her, better keep herThirty seven cameras for the sneakersGoin' out like ox or beanie sigelSend a cop, I can't wait to mistreat 'emForcin' your ho, I can't wait to mislead 'emAnd beat 'em, they ain't my peopleThat's my best friend, that's my best friend, flexin'Big ol' booty bitch missus from Texas, what's next isI'm gon' skeet off, lil nigga come catch me, catch meAnd that's my bestie, my bestie, my best friend, go best friendNigga livin' ttg and everything is still on fleekBad bitch rollin' wit' me, she gon' smile 'cause she on fleekHundred thousand dollars inside my pants, my shit on fleekHey-yeah!Let me tell you how I spent a couple hundreds todayI done cut back on that lean, I'm on that hen' and d'usséDon't do no talkin' when you see him, you better shoot in his faceI got a hundred bitches that can't wait to replaceMichael jackson nigga, thugger jackson Moon walkin'The S.L.I.M.E. army tool shoppingMe a horny goat, I'm boolin' at the bull stopNo I can't get arrested cause I'm talkin' bout my necklaceI'ma put that bitch in the buck, I'm a dog, let’s get stuckMy lil' sister dora, eat them lucky charms and give me luckWaddup cus? Here yo' cup, call my bloods, bring my bupYour crew suck, don't got bucks, these ain't drugs niggaThat's my best friend, that's my best friend, flexin'Big ol' booty bitch missus from Texas, what's next isI'm gon' skeet off, lil nigga come catch me, catch meAnd that's my bestie, my bestie, my best friend, go best friendNigga livin' ttg and everything is still on fleekBad bitch rollin' wit' me, she gon' smile 'cause she on fleekHundred thousand dollars inside my pants, my shit on fleekHey-yeah!
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