Chills
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Had to take a little bit of the antidote in man Yeah, damn You know a nigga smoking that gas Finna gon head and turn up man Aye, yeah Damn Just came back from Miami (Uh) Might as well give me grammys (Uh) Big booty bitch Tammy (Uh) She just wanna call me Sammy (Uh) Cuz I hit it out the park (Uh) Tell that bitch push to start (Uh) Zoom, red coupe yeah it's fast Yeah Bad bitch with the ass (Yeah, ooh) She just wanna come to the club (Uh) Come to my section lil bitch (Uh) Pop me a bottle lil bitch Gone head turn me up litty real quick Act like a clown and i'm walking in the street Walk round and you know I clap my feet Proud family, proud family, proud family And you know I had to go do my thing Yeah F A, fuckin, C T What you wan do with me Yeah bad bitch and she all with me When I'm out in Miami (Miami) All of my niggas they moving that weight If you wanna talk that shit If you wanna gon head and talk a hunnid p's Nigga we can move that bricks We can gone head do this Gone head move that shit like this (Damn) Just came back from Miami (Uh) Might as well give me grammys (Uh) Big booty bitch Tammy (Uh) She just wanna call me Sammy (Uh) Cuz I hit it out the park (Uh) Tell that bitch push to start (Uh) Lil bitch call me Jafar Aladin all in the stars I can't even pace it Sometimes I'm racing Heart pumping I'm facing Facing backwoods racing Good gelato racing Lil bitch and she Haitian (Damn) She just wanna have my babies (My babies) Lil bitch drive me crazy (Crazy) She push a 03' mercedes She do coke like the 80's But damn that's my lil baby yeah In the foreign that coupe Red seats and the leather like ooh I had to gone head and Betty like boo Patek philippe and you know I'm like ooh Damn bitch Walking around that's the fam bitch I'ma move my shit (Move my shit) I ain't playing lil bitch (Ain't playing lil bitch) Always doing that shit And talking my shit yeah Don't know why I feel like this Cannot explain the shit (Explain the shit) Still abusing drugs and lying to mama face (Smoking that gas) Doing that shit she don't know She gonna call me disgraceful Stay at my own pace (Yea) Something I gotta do before I go lose Ain't gonna stop Ain't gonna stop till I get to the top And you know I'ma do it And you know I know this bad bitch And you know she speaking fluent Even though I'm counting this money You know I ain't tryna do it She moving fast She counting that cash She all into it She off a perk She know that she bad Yeah she tryna go fast She tryna go dribble my dick Ooh yea Steve Nash, yeah Ooh yeah Got me faded Got me feeling crazy Distancing got me in containment Yeah Just came back from Miami (Uh) Might as well give me grammys (Uh) Big booty bitch Tammy (Uh) She just wanna call me Sammy (Uh) Cuz I hit it out the park (Uh) Tell that bitch push to start (Uh) This ain't the same thang Cuz my teeth like Johnny Dang Bitch just hit me up and said I heard she at yo place Still abusing drugs but I lie to mama face Can't explain why I feel this way
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