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Gun shots, we lotsHennessy, I don't really like scotchAt the don when I'm talking to the dutchAnd the man with the pockets like fam you upDippers and the wait notesBlack man says he's hit a lickbetter keep your waist downGet loud when that kick soundYou miss it, don't count upNo tops, no topsGo to collect, we in Paris when we shopYou gotta give the man propsYour girl love a man lotsFuck it, I'm on that pussy like a rumpaIf I tag her, gotta have her have a bumperAll that pussy, got it for ya like a drugAnd I know she got that wagon from her mamaCall it a homicide how she doThe guys in Jamaica, man jealousMake me terrifiedI can tell you skilled cause you using your melodyLight another blunt then we gon' light up the floorSmoking all that ganja you can smell through the doorSex tape never, 'less she let me recordAnd I know where your head's atGot your attitude from your mamaAnd I don't wanna set backJust do me a favor and save the dramaGet the baddest bitch and treat it like the worstPopping the Henny, tripping if you pop the pussy firstWe gon' fuck, I'm gon' fuck or we gon' fall in loveI will get 'em once, fucking, fucking with the plugBitches texting, I'm a dog fetchingBitch I'm on, no flexing, fuck a 100 bestiesSee that's just for that extra Range, she'd to forget themYour body's under my belt, just to make it officialI forget that he mission, never forget the pistolThinking all the way in, killing and leave the victimsI got trust issues, I might think you trippingReally I be tripping, rolling with all the spittingWest is, this the gang, bitch you better catch it'Fore you be over tested, rather pull up in a BentleyUsed to pull up in ChevysI'm the kind that can get enoughI'm the kind that can get the papercause I can't get enough niggaCall it a homicide how she doThe guys in Jamaica, man jealousMake me terrifiedI can tell you skilled cause you using your melodyLight another blunt then we gon' light up the floorSmoking all that ganja you can smell through the doorSex tape never, 'less she let me recordAnd I know where your head's atGot your attitude from your mamaAnd I don't wanna set backJust do me a favor and save the dramaBig boy's girl, big boy's girl, he be pum pumlike the jay's girlI done made love in the strangest placesI'm a real plug, move things on the dailyLike the mon in the morn' oppositesmoke the ganj and we poof everydayI'm a rider, she a riderI know the black man right on sightHit the high notes like MariahI done feel the bitch when the vibe is rightI'mma grow, I'mma get you high tonightBalling up, whip the pussy, mine tonightI can see you want me, pull you closelysong on silent, ignore the phone ringKeep your hands on me, just get itfrisk my waistband, ass and tittiesKeep me Miss Gates, don't do digitsmy phone bling, just been 2 millionMaybach, low key, big ladies hit meit's 36 Coupe, I'm whippingHair on trap, that's 3 more chickensnew boo game on fleek, room glisteningChris be get me it through chickensraps on lap, big shit I did itHead to the back, lot of taps on chillingmatter of fact, big racks I get itWhen the game on, they stop trippingbullshit make a real nigga lose interestLight another blunt then we gon' light up the floorSmoking all that ganja you can smell through the doorSex tape never, 'less she let me recordAnd I know where your head's atGot your attitude from your mamaAnd I don't wanna set backJust do me a favor and save the drama
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