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Lotto

by Father

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Pull me over in the lot, next to the ‘telly You lookin’ for my boyfriend, but bitch, I’m not tellin’ Got him taking risks, baby, you're a lick Diamonds on my wrist because I’m fuckin’ lit, yeah Stash my boyfriend's gun up in the panty drawer Yeah, we gon’ have some fun that you might need to pay for Pull up to the ‘sino and I’m sipping on Coladas Yeah, war crimes at the table, we just hit the lotto, yeah We just hit the lotto, yeah Yeah, we just hit the lotto, yeah, yeah We just hit the lotto, yeah (We just hit the lotto, yeah) We just hit the lotto, yeah (I feel like Beyonce) Yeah, we just hit the lotto, yeah, yeah (Yeah, I feel like Beyonce) Yeah, we just hit the lotto, yeah (I feel like Beyonce) Yeah, we just hit the lotto, yeah, yeah (Yeah, I feel like Beyonce-yonce) We just hit the lotto Feel like LL Cool J ‘cause I’m always in the house Call my shawty gold grill, ‘cause she always in my mouth Mississippi nigga, aye, I’m king of the South Charlie Murphy, yeah, nigga, fuck your couch Eddie Murphy, yeah, vampire in Brooklyn Got em shookin’, don’t leave your shawty, she get tookin' Don’t run up on me or my fuckin’ homies, aye, that’s tragic That fire hit his body, now he twerk like he at magic Got on way too much designer and you know that shit don’t match Yo' momma saw my drip and said, “Goddamn, that boy a catch” Niggas say they got your back until you gotta leave ‘em back Niggas high off that pack, I need that boat, I need that yacht I can’t believe this bitch nigga tried to get me for my racks Hit ‘em with that .45, now his stomach touch his back Shawty thought she all that ’til she went and met her match Oh that’s me, oh that’s Fat, with the Glock and the black mask Pull me over in the lot, next to the ‘telly You lookin’ for my boyfriend, but bitch, I’m not tellin’ Got him taking risks, baby, you're a lick Diamonds on my wrist because I’m fuckin’ lit, yeah Stash my boyfriend's gun up in the panty drawer Yeah, we gon’ have some fun that you might need to pay for Pull up to the ‘sino and I’m sipping on Coladas Yeah, war crimes at the table, we just hit the lotto, yeah We just hit the lotto, yeah Yeah, we just hit the lotto, yeah, yeah (Desperado) We just hit the lotto, yeah (We just hit the lotto, yeah) We just hit the lotto, yeah (I feel like Beyonce) Yeah, we just hit the lotto, yeah, yeah (Yeah, I feel like Beyonce) Yeah, we just hit the lotto, yeah (I feel like Beyonce) Yeah, we just hit the lotto, yeah, yeah (Yeah, I feel like Beyonce-yonce) We just hit the lotto

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