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Zero niggas can touch me i can guarantee that
Y he getting outta pocket put a x on his back
Bitch be on the gram lying you know my ex doubled back

by the tie, took me to private room
Can't even sit up hear and lie I'm high I ate shrooms
Something about you Marie I wanna get to know ya
She said no

Hannah Montana with some Latino and Cuban 
When I say something so stupid she don't even notice that 
But I know that she notice that 

She ain't even let

Hannah Montana
I got two lives, but one is better
(I wanna lick your lips, I wanna)
Honey, you're still a virgin until you've fucked all the zodiac signs

a sled
In Nike, Simmons you know I raise hell
I got this glock I'm not leaving no shells
Tripple S sneakers my pockets they filled
Hannah Montana I sell

shit
Was forever but to me
She was only a hobby
I'm sorry I can't be your hubby
Only in love with the
Only in love with Elizabeth
If you know my gov
I

A strong hand you can hold that can last forever
I ain't no Hannah Montana, but I can buy you flowers
Blow you a thousand kisses, let's take a thousand

so I'm flipping the chapter
I'm dripping red, not a Blood or a Kappa
Got yo' ho on my side like an elf, so I'm Santa
She sniffing that Hannah Montana

shit don't make no sense'
When you ain't properly living
But if I only made this one, just know my all it was given
And my pockets so starved I know my

make me cum fast
She get on her knees I use her face as a cum rag
You know damn right that she ain’t fucking no buster
She love g’s from the street she

tough
Feeling tired and out of touch
I just need a friend
Would that be too much?

You want someone
To sing to you before bed
You listen to Hannah Montana

I could just send you the link
Meet round 10 for the link
Always gotta call on my phone
Never my gram for the link
Skate by all of my bros
10 new

lil fainta 

She love that white girl Hannah Montana 

(Yamie)



Shooting my shot n I'm shooting these swishers 

This aint no fountain bitch you ain't

Bad little mama, drip, two face
Hannah Montana, shoot from waist
Stay with the drama
I don't fuck with all that

Laced cigarettes, ripped jeans
Five

Murdok kaine? You say
Bitch it's Santana and I rock bandadas
I get baked like Hannah I ain't talking montana
Got more hoes than santa
No monkey my clips

shopping, it's like having a gun
Whatever I wanna get, got them boys caught up

I know I'm a hot, hot shorty
But you gotta slow down (slow down)
You don't

I'm TR Col3 and I come from the hood
I gotta go up and I know for sure that
You want me to go up now
What the fuck you talk bout
I want no bitches in

let them hallows sing
Big joke yeah you botta bing
Nigga I'm bout money if it ain't a bag you gotta leave you gotta leave
I spent my night in the Hannah

miss me (I know)
We gone ride off to Hannah Montana (Skrt)
She a giant, ain't she can't handle (Woo)
We ain't flip flopping, bitch we ain't sandals (No

in that kitchen just ask Bobby flay 

I ain’t goin out to no more parties learnt from coi leray 

Off whit3 Hannah Montana I’m like Billy ray 

Big ole

that molly like Hannah Montana
I think you barely be meeting the standards
Get off my case I be minding my manners
Stunting that money on Snap

woody
In the city the uzi
So I took the hoodie
Mafioso like Tony
Montana like Hannah
I go ride to Guada
I’m talking the nouchi
On the table the tree

On my montana 
White suit red shirt with the wide collar
If you look like elvira i want ya
Messing with my guy’s dollar 
Told you that’s a fool’s

and out my zone if you really wanna know
I got Hen and got Patron if you're really tryna go

Oh, you don't know Bamz?
I'm what the music game need
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