| Yeah, yeah, what, huh, what?
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| Yeah, yeah, what, huh, what?
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| Yeah, yeah, what, huh, what?
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| Yeah
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| I cannot fuck on no thick bodies
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| Niggas pussy, they switch siders
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| That ain’t my ho, no, be quiet
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| Over the gang you been biased
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| Pull up in foreigns, big tires
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| Back to back coupes and them big bodies
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| You don’t get money, you sit by me
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| Your bitch sit on my dick, probably
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| Trappin', I’m workin' my wrist, probably
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| Doctors and lawyers live by me
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| Came in Detroit, got my wrist rocky
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| Bad bitches losin' they shit 'bout me
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| On God, saw that pretty little bitch you break your back and do your all for
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| She gon' suck my dick and she gon' treat me like a porn star
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| Ayy, that little bitch you break your back and do your all for
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| She gon' suck my dick and I’m gon' say, «I need an encore»
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| Niggas see I’m O.T., why they blowin' up my phone for?
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| Gotta have my little cousins serve you 'cause I’m on tour
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| Know that them are tellers when I’m walkin' out the court doors
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| Niggas really bitches, why they got me up in court for?
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| How you talkin' tough but really workin' with the one time?
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| School, I swear to God that I was trappin' all through lunch time
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| Me and most my niggas, yeah, we really did them gun crimes
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| When the people came 'round askin' questions, I ain’t run mine
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| Niggas throwin' shade but we ain’t worried, this alright, though
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| Won’t be runnin' to 'em, we gon' turn it to a light show
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| I cannot fuck on no thick bodies
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| Niggas pussy, they switch siders
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| That ain’t my ho, no, be quiet
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| Over the gang you been biased
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| Pull up in foreigns, big tires
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| Back to back coupes and them big bodies
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| You don’t get money, you sit by me
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| Your bitch sit on my dick, probably
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| Trappin', I’m workin' my wrist, probably
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| Doctors and lawyers live by me
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| Came in Detroit, got my wrist rocky
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| Bad bitches losin' they shit 'bout me
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| On God, saw that pretty little bitch you break your back and do your all for
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| She gon' suck my dick and she gon' treat me like a porn star
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| No, I can’t feel bad, though, if I’m fuckin' on your bitch, bro
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| 'Cause you is a goofy nigga, that’s just what you get, though
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| Hoppin' out the Wraith and then I slide off in a Bent', though
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| First you get the money, then the power, dawg, it’s simple
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| Pig, they was showin' to the jury all my pics, though
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| Sayin' I did that and then they said that I did this though
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| So I don’t work knocks unless the murder to a snitch, yo
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| Shootin' at his mother and we shootin' at his bitch, too
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| Niggas that was gang and pussy niggas get it too, now
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| If I ever see him, man, I gotta up the tools now
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| If I push the button, swear to God you gon' see shots fly
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| He was talkin' tough up on the 'Gram, now he on Fox 5
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| I cannot fuck on no thick bodies
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| Niggas pussy, they switch siders
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| That ain’t my ho, no, be quiet
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| Over the gang you been biased
|
| Pull up in foreigns, big tires
|
| Back to back coupes and them big bodies
|
| You don’t get money, you sit by me
|
| Your bitch sit on my dick, probably
|
| Trappin', I’m workin' my wrist, probably
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| Doctors and lawyers live by me
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| Came in Detroit, got my wrist rocky
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| Bad bitches losin' they shit 'bout me |