Connected
Pimpin'
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Baby fell in love and I don't know why When I'm off the drugs I be gettin so high Connected with the plug and it ain't no lie Connected with yo bitch I be grippin her thighs I got plenty bitches I ain't havin no wife Stack a lotta paper put that shit to the side Ain't a easy lick so don't even try How you say you gangin but you don't even slide? Shawty f*ck with me cause I'm rizzle She only f*ck with you off a thizzle I don't love you bitch not a little Keep a bag of hoes like some skittles Imma play a hoe like a fiddle Shawty f*ck with me cause I'm real Are we fucking are we leaving what's the deal Keep it real baby I don't wanna chill But you might know somebody who will Keep it real baby I just wanna f*ck Not my boo not my girl you's a duck Need some money cause you down on your luck? Bitch get on your knees and suck I ain't playing all my bitches know wassup Bet yo hoe gon switch up for the buck Imma hit but baby girl we ain't in love Only thing that I love is the mud in my cup Baby fell in love and I don't know why When I'm off the drugs I be gettin so high Connected with the plug and it ain't no lie Connected with yo bitch I be grippin her thighs I got plenty bitches I ain't havin no wife Stack a lotta paper put that shit to the side Ain't a easy lick so don't even try How you say you gangin but you don't even slide? She gon put it up and throw it back for me Then she'll run it up and get a bag for me She be slidin on the dick just like vaseline And she wanna stay and cuddle but she had to leave Run it up I keep a pistol on the side of me I can never trust a hoe cause she gon lie to me Yall be simpin for the pussy Imma keep it G It's the one time at the door we gon hide the key She like what I got on Givenchy Look at my feet bitch They double-G print I'm on G shit You on your fiend shit I be serving these fienders I'm still pickin up the pints so I can pour em in liters Watch what you're saying to me And if you tryna f*ck, make sure you paying a fee And I ain't doing anything until I get what I need And you ain't getting anything until you get on your knees Baby fell in love and I don't know why When I'm off the drugs I be gettin so high Connected with the plug and it ain't no lie Connected with yo bitch I be grippin her thighs I got plenty bitches I ain't havin no wife Stack a lotta paper put that shit to the side Ain't a easy lick so don't even try How you say you gangin but you don't even slide?
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