Lyrics:
Cah me seh jump up, clap unnuh hand and siddung
Get up again and wig out mek everybody flip out unnuh fi carry on
She get tired and wan chillout, all
the twists and the beads two upper arm sleeves
I know I be fly as can be
I like how she riding the sheet
A fuck nigga die in his sleep
I'm the one that your
Woo, Shady, Aftermath
(Look at that bitch, oh, shit, hey)
There she go, shakin' that ass on the flo'
Bumpin' and grindin' that pole
The way she's
Yeah)
We impossible, We impossi- (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
Look at the bitch she impossible Yeah
Look at the bitch, she be shakin’ her ass
Look at the bitch
shit
Real legitimate
Cut the phone
We killing shit
Still unknown
Fuck your pen
We staying in-de-pen
Cuffed your girly friend
She just follow all commands
Turn the music up, we finna have a party in this bitch
Bad shawty shakin' ass and them steppas tuckin blicks
Yeah you know you wanna come and get
don’t add up
West as the crows go
Beast from the East coast
It’s all G
We got good smoke
She don't take no for an answer
It don't take long to man up
He
mom
And she's shakin' that ass to this song
Don't worry, she won't be gone long
(yeah)
I was the first one hittin' that shit
She was the first one suckin' my dick
She hit the stores in the G-Wagen (yeah)
She tryna hop
(Can never girl)
Girl let me change up ya life (Ya life) girl let me add a little spice (Spice)
Swear I could make it all nice (All nice) swear I could
Wake up in a bad mood get your face fucked, make bucks, like a drag Queen Bitch I stay tucked, got a bad bitch bad bitch and she laced up, you
Haha
I see her on the lawn, gonna make her fertile
My dick comin' out, like a fuckin' turtle
Way she shakin' ass, finna make me taz
Manial devil, I
it picked up steam
Wanna count my cake by a calculator, fool
And add ten to twenty thick ones
Loungin' by the pool
It was a Friday night
All
Can't predict the moment
Really I just go in
Thinking that I know but I don't
Did you notice
I be zoning
Listen to Frank ocean
Add some emotion
her house every week
Get my braids did by ceecee
When she come home sneak a Peek
This one for crooked police
Hood up trayvon nigga Sleep
Two fingers
Somethin' that you can't do (woo, hey)
Big talks of the town, big boy gang moves (gang moves)
I like to walk around with my chain loose (chain, chain)
She
She can succ the bullet out a smith and wesson ho you nasty
Finnesse baby bring that cash in
You can tell she fucc you bacc by the way she dancin
Put yo
Peppermint take a pic Armani I was fresh as f*ck
Better yet drum it add sum rounds so just don't test ya luck
Measurement ion need a scale cause she
She can be my dope queen, we can make a dope scene, yeah
She's so dope
Give it, give it, give it to me
Give it, give it, give it, give it to me
Laughed at
The nerve of them
With that foolish preaching
Grace saved now you
Can add that
The lost is saved
Look the fools we reaching
He heard the cry
run it dry
Is you gone add to the well, or somehow run it dry (yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Do this for my brothers (my brothers)
4$ound we the gang, we live by
fuck what they say, they can't stop us
Fuck what they say, they can't stop us
Fuck what they say, they can't stop us
She gossip (she gossip)
He
expect nothin from no guy
She plays aggressive but she's still shy
But you'll never know her softer side, by lookin' in her eyes
Knowin' she can do for
Woo, Shady, Aftermath
(Look at that bitch, oh, shit, hey)
There she go, shakin' that ass on the flo'
Bumpin' and grindin' that pole
The way she's
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