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lil kuzi

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(I got hundreds cash)
(40 on the dash)
(Bitch real bad)
(Whip real fast)
(I got tinted glass)
(Make the opps mad)
(Imma put they ass)
(Under fucking grass)
I got hundreds cash
40 on the dash
Bitch real bad
Whip real fast
I got tinted glass
Make the opps mad
Imma put they ass
Under fucking grass
Keep my name out your mouth
We gon Send a blitz hoe
Don't you talk about my m's
I got mad mad dough
Said you tryna key my car
Bitch I already got four
If you go against the gang
hit you real real low
Money rising like the stocks, I'm on Wall Street
Take a picture with my bread, that shit whole wheat
He been running from the gang for a whole week
Now he tripping about a bitch for the whole street
Lil bitch going crazy ready to spirt the gang
Let the door swang bitches fucking smelling cocaine
See a body on the floor you can see the whole chain
20 karats, diamond plated, no regular plain Jane
Push the gas with your bitch in the front seat
First class flight attendant tryna f*ck me
VVS diamond watch getting rusty
Saint Laurent heels put them on your wife feet
Audemars came along with my Bentley truck
Pull out hundreds I got all these bitches acting up
Now they begging on they knees for a tummy tuck
I just sit back and relax and sip out the cup yea
I got hundreds cash
40 on the dash
Bitch real bad
Whip real fast
I got tinted glass
Make the opps mad
Imma put they ass
Under fucking grass
Just completed all my goals, Wayne Gretzky
Told my opps too many times, don't test me
He just mad cuz his bitch undressed me
She a kinky lil hoe she arrest me
Floor it when I'm driving
Know the whip get low mileage
I got drip know I'm styling
Know my bitch keep on wilding
On tour know I'm flying
Out to dinner know I'm buying
On read not replying
Block the snap now she crying
Here's a bag now she smiling
Broke her back she denying
Told her friends that I'm lying
In the end she just childish
Wrist with ice know it's shining
Billboard know I'm climbing
At the top good timing
Give me pressure keep applying yea yea
Knock 'em down beat 'em up we in smack town
Grimm reaper you can tell from the black gown
Lil Kuzi he the talk of the whole town
Roll up on us hear the mother fucking gun sound
Know My girl she a freak
Got a curvy physique
Left a kiss on my cheek
Lip prints unique
She be gone for a week
Put her on the hot seat
She ain't being discreet
Ended things in a week
I got hundreds cash
40 on the dash
Bitch real bad
Whip real fast
I got tinted glass
Make the opps mad
Imma put they ass
Under fucking grass
(I got hundreds cash)
(40 on the dash)
(Bitch real bad)
(Whip real fast)
(I got tinted glass)
(Make the opps mad)
(Imma put they ass)
(Under fucking grass)

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