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me happy
Wanna ball wit my lady buy designer purses
My plan of attack be written in these verses
So please baby please take ya time wit me
We ain't

the urge
Let's get it out the mud together, then tomorrow we splurge
I'm tryna give Mama the world, but it can't fit in her purse

Told 'em that it's

purse, I ain’t heavy, but I ain’t your brother

I’m going back up the mountain, ooh I’m falling into the sea
I’m closing the net, I’ll take what I can get,

welcome
back uh

Yeah, I'm a shit talker, since my birthday I've been a big problem
Sagiterrorist, cut your head off and make a purse out it
Looking diesel,

it's a burst

Don't need to put him on a charge, it was a scat, now it's a hearse
Doin' this shit for my mom to put some racks inside her purse
Tryin'

burst
Really it's not about what's in my purse

Fucked up but I'm  fine
Yeah I'm  just tryna get my shit in line
So hit me when you've done your time
Cos

hard, I heard they broke his jaw,
he caught a two piece I just toured the nation with a quarter
million on my purse Liquor in my cup, I keep on spillin'

purse
She don’t want link less you meet her at work

I gotta habit of  leveraging perks
I got high standards they’re better than yours
Trip to Atlanta I’m

old girl say

"Oh, no, he can't come out to play tonight
He's lucky he ain't dead, the shite
He's stole another tenner out of my purse
And so all

Yeah, uh, okay
When she's holding your purse on the carpet
'Cause you know she's never gonna quit
I hope that you finally tell her
That her last batch

Your casket to the hearse
Then run to your mother crying
and get a napkin from her purse
I'm your girls side nigga
Just to make it worse
And that's

dawg

I don't usually drop rapper verses
I don't think they know what mashing work is
All I see is bare pussies that's bags and purses
Big C gave

She get all her purses for free
I'm smoke weed in high amounts
I'm with the birds every week, look
You got your whole persona from me
Then I took it
Now

rough
Had her legs in the air, once I dig out her cunt
She a one night fling, now she missing my touch
Keep my gun in the purse, when I ride it's

Rockin Balenci like Lil Uzi Vert
Louis V fur
All on my shawty oh yeah she the first
far from the worst
Louis V purse
Fucking with me its gon get ya ass

Cause she tryna get loose, yeah
Turn to masseuse
How I'm feelin' her style, and she feelin' me too
Vice versa
L's and V's on her purse, yeah
Might add O's

stolen their purse today you're Going to learn 

Hook
Man said where are you Im with what's her face 
I forgot her name 
Egg butty
I just woke up drunk I'm

a mess

Never let a thing on my nerves
She keep hundred bands in her purse
I got the baddest bitches on the earth
I got the baddest bitch in

some nerve
Tried to act like I ain't bag the bitch without buyin' no purse
Make a promise, matter fact, it's merch, sound like Lil Durk
Press a nigga

and turnt, yeah, yeah, she want a purse
Baby, know that I'm a flirt, got her pullin on my shirt
I've been gridin for a while, man, this shit just gotta work

she see an advance
She wanna make it big
Margiela with a purse
With a hundred Bands
Shit baby let me tell you some
Yeah baby let me tell you some
Do you

and clip your wings
The emptiness that fortune brings
Icarus built wings of wax

Loneliness is now his curse
Empty hearth and empty purse
Heavy head holds

nan's purse (what on Earth?)
They tried to turn
The lads I smashing (?) Earth
(?) hey you heard (hey you heard)
I we don't like you sick cunts in

your purse
I been robbin', Andromeda walkin' the earth
I ain't heal 'til I'm doublin' the turnout, bitch
You can hurt, we ain't ever gonna work out