WIT ME
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Shorty got me trippin got me double checking On my phone she let me know where she be Baby lemme give you love you ain't never had Make you wanna come home with me Got my shorty texting yours tell her party over here we gon get that money We abouta get closer and you know it These bitches showing out said i know she bouta blow it Make it clap yea make it clap Bend it over and throw it back We got the party We got the cash You know we came To see some ass All my niggas with me in the club We all fucking came up out the mud And you know we bouta jugg Hit you so hard they hear the thud The game aligned like i mastered astrology Goodbye to my old hoes don't want no apology They want me now cuz i be cashing big checks Blinding all these hating bitches with the johnny dang around my neck If you want it you could get it next Loyalty is bullshit ain't nobody still call collect Yea i still roll with 3 techs I be shooting on these niggas like i'm curry get wet Shorty got me trippin got me double checking On my phone she let me know where she be Baby lemme give you love you ain't never had Make you wanna come home with me Got my shorty texting yours tell her party over here we gon get that money We abouta get closer and you know it These bitches showing out said i know she bouta blow it Running thru your trap you can't have ya fuccin hoe bacc I got that pistol it ain't got no fuccing blowbacc Hunnid dollars for a ticket lemme tell you where the show at Poppin bottles at the club bitches askin can you pour that Come party with me don't be a loner Just bought the club out now im the owner Took her to the bacc room my niggas thought i boned her Took her to the room had rolling up that marijuana Man i'm so hot maybe you should call me Young Sauna All you niggas sneakier than all these damn iguanas Stomach made of teflon I'm the fuccin don I be putting bitches on Tomorrow you better be gone Cuz I'm sicc of seeing your face Think I made my case You don't want smoke with me Cuz i be puffin on the purple haze I promise you that even my clip is fully laced I be puffin on that strong Like I got an iron lung This shit is your bitches favorite song You get mad cuz she tossin me her thong Shorty got me trippin got me double checking On my phone she let me know where she be Baby lemme give you love you ain't never had Make you wanna come home with me Got my shorty texting yours tell her party over here we gon get that money We abouta get closer and you know it These bitches showing out said i know she bouta blow it
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