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french-braided right by my feet Now on a accident pussy sells, you see how heavy traffic gets pussy sells Nigga you lookin foe yo ho main pussy sells But you
Shawty said her dream is to get cuffed by a real nigga Sorry couldn't please you i been hiding two or three bitches from ya Where a nigga from when
pissy little cousin Suckers are crabs, I grab 'em all by the dozen You think you're hard with them hats and all that black on You're not scarin' the X,
in my Chevy 'Vette Nah, you ain't ready yet, wetter than yo' girl get Dolce 'Bana, Dolce shades, don't you wanna see the boy See the boy, see
chick, got me feelin' like Yo Gotti Put my mouth on it, start suckin' the soul out it Fuck a key, on private jets, tell nobody Nobody, nobody, not you
I'm the one more than D-Rose Shoot us kinda often 'cause we on Chrome Heart leather, hoodie by VLONE That's why I made this off my name I ain't in
a smile When they caught 'em with a gat in The car you beat it in trial He don't say too much, never eager to style Remind me of Gotti, Shyne with
of nigga that's built to last If you fuck with me, I'll put a foot in your ass I don't give a fuck, 'cause I keep bailin' Yo, what the fuck are they
Yeah we grindin' You be lyin' They be spying Then you be dying Feeling so weak But I got to stay strong Week after week Yo where did I go wrong
And you betta put a low jack on yo hoe mane I just call her boo I don't know her whole name Keep it on the low mane All we eat is lo mien Came from
ain't gettin' money yo' lil' lyin' self Get a hundred thousand dollar check and spend it by myself Bitch, don't miss this jet, I'll get in it by myself
slowed it down, chop-chopped it too Got blades on the bus, candy paint on the truck If you want to know what's in my cup [Chorus] [D-Gotti] Now,
huh) By the time you try to change it's gone be too late (fa sho) What's that smelly smell I smell I think smell a snake You Been a fake (fake) You say
shell about a dozen You never see bank like Frank White Your hand clutchin, your chest-plate contemplate You 'bout to die, nigga wait, keep yo' hands
real thug so recognize thug close yo' eyes thug you 'bout to die thug! Call the President I'm blowin' up ya residence spill acid on the corpse to clear
dig it? You fed, you dead, see red My lead, yo head, I fed Like you shit I got rhymes push that shit like weight My nigga Lincoln help me navigate
you dig it? You fed you dead see red My lead yo head I fed Like you shit I got rhymes push that shit like weight My nigga Lincoln help me
hit her tell her ride by No clothes, she just come and go like a drive by I ain't lyin' I ain't know that that was yo ol' lady, no Fuck and dive,
in that ride, everybody die You ain't one of mine, a thousand on his mind a hundred times He be lyin', he ain't outside, poppin' shit on live Big
n****s scared Gotta problem wit me n**** just say it We can play it how you want to play it Better go ahead 40 pistols will be aimed at yo head All
gon' hit yo' ass up. You know where we comin' from Death Row BIOTCH hahaha Ay yo Kurupt You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it
would think I worked at Publix how I bag a nigga Don’t know about me lil' buddy you better ask a nigga Get ya information Lil Haitian Gotti they won’t
you in half like it's two by two Every day I'm fucking around i need Me a chick to lie to Soon as you start getting money they Start coming back to you
the wack, who tryin to bite my style Take yo ass to da old school And part your fuckin' eyebrows I comin' through to About to get set So act like WU
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