Britney
David Raé Shawn
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Yeah Still the flyest Check my latitude, lil boy, I been the pilot I'll take all the hoes I'm in love with and have a dinner party We know you ain't on shit bout it Y'all know gang is gon hit 'bout it I'm trying to hit a white neighborhood and go gentrify it Where it's safe and you ain't even got to bring yo fye in And we just niggas, ya door, you ain't even got to lock it Britney, my old bitch toxic Percy, my new bitch bout it Britney, my old bitch toxic Percy, my new bitch bout it Mr. Rae-Rae, I expand yo knowledge, girl you know my body I'm laying here, I'm thinking bout the way yo' ass be wilin' My Twinnem tote that problem solver if he reach for wallets My gang is itching, scratching, fiending all just for that guala I take a beat and turn it to a sacrifice for Allah I ain't have to do it to him but dawg you know I gotta She talking bout the bare minimum but only cooking pasta Still give some fire head, I told her I love her I move my feet, she know she swindled and I done blown my cover This not a love song, this is just a "you song" This a do not test us, my twinnem carry the tool song Big body bitch, love a BBW song This ain't no Ciara, but we step, one-two song Did I do that? Jaleel White on her sheets I'm top 2, boy I come with the heat Beloved King baby, check me out (Yeah) Yeah Still the flyest Check my latitude, lil boy, I been the pilot I'll take all the hoes I'm in love with and have a dinner party We know you ain't on shit bout it Y'all know gang is gon hit 'bout it I'm trying to hit a white neighborhood and go gentrify it Where it's safe and you ain't even got to bring yo fye in And we just niggas, ya door, you ain't even got to lock it Britney, my old bitch toxic Percy, my new bitch bout it Percy, I'm wavy gang She getting drunk, know I hate that, trying to hide it with shades I'm Eric Cross Brooks, you know I got to keep a blade Mr. Rae-Rae baby, I swear I keep it fresher than glade When I play with the pussy, my wrist lock up You gon make us come do construction and tear yo' block up I promise you ain't seeing gango shake, he lift that Glock up You can get the 16, 32, or 50 Pick your poison, either way, this shit is getting John Wicky And we heard with the pussy, you get tricky dawg This lil situation here, it done sticky dawg Ratchet bitch like Dijonay Get hoes, that's in my dna I'm stunting like my mama 38 hot, committing war crimes, Barack Obama Swear I love being black, it go with everything, on twin But I love it when my black match the black on yo' skin Dark brown Redbone High yella, all a win Raé Liotta once again, uh-huh Yeah Still the flyest Check my latitude, lil boy, I been the pilot I'll take all the hoes I'm in love with and have a dinner party We know you aint on shit bout it Y'all know gang is gon hit 'bout it I'm trying to hit a white neighborhood and go gentrify it Where it's safe and you ain't even got to bring yo fye in And we just niggas, ya door, you ain't even got to lock it Britney, my old bitch toxic Percy, my new bitch bout it Mr. Rae-Rae, baby Tell them niggas stop hating Outside with a bitch that look just like Sanaa Lathan, fasho
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