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Wassup li'l bitch, wassup l'l' bitch, wassup l'l't bitch
Ooh, yeah
Wassup l'l' bitch, wassup l'l' bitch, wassup l'l' bitch

Ooh, yeah
Wassup l'l' bitch, wassup l's bitch
Bitte, bitte
Pull up with sticks

And we don't miss, and we don't miss
Ooh, yeah
Pull up with sticks
Wassup l'l' bitch, wassup l'l' bitch

Ooh, yeah
Wassup l'l' bitch, wassup l'l' bitch, wassup l'l' bitch
Ooh, yeah
Ah, shit

Got me fucked up, bitch, all that staring
We can get it in, I don't really be carin
What you wanna do, bitch, I'ma start blamin
Pussy-ass hoes, y'all don't really be scammin

Sit your ass down, All that  trappin'  and cappn
Boy  you a geek, you don't even
be rappin
You bitches is bops , you niggas ain't on shit
Walk around screamin', bitch, talkin' bout that gang shit

Boy, you a bitch and you really ain't rain shit
Still gettin' bitched out by the lil' same bitch
I really just get on this bitch and start sayin' shit
Make it sound good, y'all ain't really on game, bitch

Hoes ain't fuckin' with me, y'all ain't gang, bitch
We really some dogs and we cannot be tamed, bitch
We don't give a F*ck, we don't tolerate lame shit
Get your ass bitched out, slapped out, gang shit

I'ma run it up, never really on the same shit
Bitches a drought, niggas be fakin' for clout
Bitches be runnin' their mouth, okay
Come run up on me, come get your ass, boxed in the mouth

WWE, shit
I guess we could call it SmackDown
We really be lit, don't be takin' no shit
We makin' it split screaming f*ck twelve
Really goin' pop our shit and take on this bitch
I swear that we rich, don't never got a cap, I shit
Let me switch it up, let me pull it to the other side
Where bitches, get flipped on the strip, for a dam dime

you niggas be broke, boy you a joke
Boy you a ho you ain even on go
All of this yippity-yappity-yap
Boy, you a bitch, you know that you cap
*Snores*
Shoot, shit, I'm takin' a nap
Wakin' it up, baking' it up
Mmm, put your bitch ass in a wrap
Thirsty, pullin' up to McDonald's

Mmm, can I get me a frapp
Extra caramel, chocolate on that, too
Y'all know I'm bout to f*ck round and
Sha-sha-sha-sha-shake up the altitude

Now, I got y'all wonderin
Hmm, is she talkin' bout food
Hell nah, baby
Mmm, you know I'm talkin' bout you

Come at me, fool, come on and make me drool
You know I'm finna show you how this coochie do
I'ma ride that dick, baby, so good
You think I'm mad at you

Come snatch my soul and suck my juice
Now you got me comin' through
You know I like how you make your lil' tongue go
Do-do-do-do-do, I'm comfortable

I can't let you know yet
That I'm lovin' you, come suck me, boo
I love it when you do that, you animal
Slurpin' like a danimal

Ooh, shit, you cannibal
I'm the coldest bitch, call me breezy
I ain't flammable
Bitch, I'm super valuable

Ice cold
Blrddd

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