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Shoutout Ferg got Coogi down until my fuckin' socks
Plain jain on my watch yah
Fuck that bitch then I mutha fuckin' dip oou yuh
Bad lil bitch might just nut

stand on my business, could never stop thuggin, Cartier wrist on my watch
I dip my neck in that ocean, These VVS diamonds start bussin, We poppin shit

niggas)
I hope you understand that my drink color Viking nigga (that purple)
Bad lil' bitch Rick Owens shoes, biker shorts she's from North
Carolina wit'

Just bought some thousand dollar shoes to stand right there by the stove
The opps inside, they know they come out and we upping the score
The opps

Money Dumb
By: Luvinnia Flowers


Money gottem dumb
Money gottem sprung
If I snap my fingas bitch
Watch the money come

My my
Money gottem dumb
Money

my shirt is ripping 

Yeah 33 
I’m Scotty living 
On the beat I’m pimpin

Hold up
All these bitches they watch me
I tell they bitches to top me

a plea for a few felonies
Back to back blowing I can't even breathe
Now that shit come vacuum sealed by the ps
My mama told me that nothing come free
I was

that cool
And disappointing point of views
Won't wish you a mile
Or walk a mile up in my shoes
And social inter-cues
(Yes Lord)
Won't wish you a mile up

I'm with the bros
And yeah, I'ma pour a lil'
Eight inside of my cup, The fuck is a four?

My shoes straight out Number
(N) ine and Chanel on my bitch

that that hurt, ugh!
Been on my Mob Shit, I hopped in that mosh pit
Been balling so hard, they can't fit in my shoes
I toss up a Lost Boy, and Pan it

Ooh yea woo, yeah, oh yea||The only ground I ever owned was sticking to my shoes|Now I look at my front porch at this panoramic view|I could sit

a hottie
Lil' baby wanna menage wit' the body, it's bussin'
This dress look good 'cause I'm in it
Big body, Range Rover not rented
I'm in my bag, I'm in

Get in loser we're going shopping
Lil mama lip-gloss is popping
Ice cream sweet I'm cherry topping
Bands so big I'm never flopping
Like those shoes

pair of shoes get laced
Montclair head to the waist
Bitch on my arm like a brace
Another bitch glued to my waist
Damn they wanna get a taste
Got these

set up nigga
I ain't really had a pick too choose
They watch my moves but couldn't replicate couldn't even fit the shoes
I'm hanging by my lifeline like

and dying by the gun the violence is beyond me
Wanna move away look out my window and see palm trees
Try to protect my people praying all these cops don't

when sh*t get lit up
Ion ion do the groupies in my section baby get up
Real one
Neva let you down, huh
Chin up
Same lil b*tches that you trust be da ones

Take a walk in my shoes
But ya feet ain't big enough
Money ain't long enough
Probably ain't seen enough
Never made something outta nothing
You ain't

Somebody watch her

Please don't step on my shoes
These ain't come from Foot Locker
Shoe game sick, I might need a foot doctor
No, athlete feet just past me

shit

Yeah, I like my money real neat
Just like I like all my freaks
You said you're fuckin' with me, I'ma just sip my lil' tea
She let me fuck her

Down Yonder

Bubba Sparxxx

Pain Management

2013

We send them big trucks way up in the air
And snatch up big booty Bettys by the pair
My boys and dem boys really don't compare
Country boy, city

his lil' ass back
Yeah, these pussies can't keep up with me, I know it for a fact
Bitch I ain't worried 'bout nobody that I passed
Bitch my coupe say

Kung Fu

YBN Cordae

YBN: The Mixtape

2018

a savage, lil' hoe, what you wan' do?
I'm about cash if the route fast
I'ma get that lil' nigga, by any means
Momma complain 'bout my Balmains, but it's

rolling forever I'm putting sht in stone
LV on me my heart protected by chrome
She from Baton Rouge so you know she give super dome
Niggas was nappy till we