eggs
Wifisfuneral
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Ooh, ay, uh, uh, uh Yeah, uh, yeah Ay, yeah, ay, yeah Ay, yeah, uh, yeah Okay like, he don't want no smoke Like hoe we know he a bitch Okay like, I was in that day and riding on duds with the shits (skrrt) Listen, my gang we don't play, we like the army with clips (that's facts) I can't be no hoe, you know you are who you with Okay like, he don't want no smoke like hoe we know he a bitch Okay like, I was in that day and riding on duds with the shits (skrrt) Listen, my gang we don't play, we like the army with clips (that's facts) I can't be no hoe, you know you are who you with Yo, ay, it go like eenie, meenie, miny, mo Catch a lil' thot right by her toe Jump on this dick like pogo pole I got thirty in the clip, that murda she wrote (ay) I might wack a f*ck nigga if he stay too close (ay) And lil' hoe wanna f*ck for some clout or some goals (facts) Eight double G my waistband I'm a big double G, I don't take Xans Like GTA, I get wasted We don't do, do basic, we take shit (yeah) Back in the day, strapped at the vacay (for real) Niggas body hit the wood when he take hits (for real) Wanna fiddle what this here riddles (mhm) Sippin' on syrup, no McGriddles (mhm) Shawty said the block hot like McChicken And I got clucks giving head no chicken Ay, got a golden ticket, im Willy Wonka Bussed down Rollie from Ben Baller Sipping on the sixth I'm feelin' nauseous Percs in here, Ali Muhammad I got two hoes kissin' in the back Thinkin' they was dykes how they hold the strap Finna hit the booty club, for another G5 And that ass fat man it shake like a beehive Got a couple gang members throwing up B signs Light skin nigga boy I do the most Bullets in his body make a shape like a "O" Now he lookin' like a Fruit Loop or a Cheerio Okay like, he don't want no smoke Like hoe we know he a bitch Okay like, I was in that day and riding on duds with the shits (skrrt) Listen, my gang we don't play, we like the army with clips (that's facts) I can't be no ho, you know you are who you with Okay like, he don't want no smoke like hoe we know he a bitch Okay like, I was in that day and riding on duds with the shits (skrrt) Listen, my gang we don't play, we like the army with clips (that's facts) I can't be no ho, you know you are who you with Yeah
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