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Cancel!
by KR
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Yeah
Yeah
Spin it
I'm spinning it
I'm in the back of the spot
And I'm spinning it
Ugh
Ugh, oh
Yeah
Oh yeah (Oou)
She keep playing them games
That shit ain't fair
I'm just going up in this bitch
Like I'm walking on stairs
And I'm fucking yo bitch
In the back of the bando
She finna come over
A young nigga said so
My shooters ain't tripping
They'll shoot til' he cancelled
Met her mom at her crib
And she calling me handsome
Damn
I had to play with a jam
You not one of them
Nigga sit your ass down
You not one of them
Nigga you just a clown
The opps watching like I'm serving a pound
To these streets
Young nigga really ain't been sweet
Young nigga really move too smooth
Get my bitch back
And I'm hitting my groove
She getting nasty when she in that mood
Shit you already know what I do (Yeah)
Winner winner chicken dinner
He rocking that denim so he gonna lose (Haha)
She keep playing them games
That shit ain't fair
I'm just going up in this bitch
Like I'm walking on stairs
And I'm fucking yo bitch
In the back of the bando
She finna come over
A young nigga said so
My shooters ain't tripping
They'll shoot til' he cancelled
Met her mom at her crib
And she calling me handsome
Damn
Yeah
Yeah
Spin it
I'm spinning it
I'm in the back of the spot
And I'm spinning it
Ugh
Ugh, oh
Yeah
Oh yeah (Oou)
She keep playing them games
That shit ain't fair
I'm just going up in this bitch
Like I'm walking on stairs
And I'm fucking yo bitch
In the back of the bando
She finna come over
A young nigga said so
My shooters ain't tripping
They'll shoot til' he cancelled
Met her mom at her crib
And she calling me handsome
Damn
I had to play with a jam
You not one of them
Nigga sit your ass down
You not one of them
Nigga you just a clown
The opps watching like I'm serving a pound
To these streets
Young nigga really ain't been sweet
Young nigga really move too smooth
Get my bitch back
And I'm hitting my groove
She getting nasty when she in that mood
Shit you already know what I do (Yeah)
Winner winner chicken dinner
He rocking that denim so he gonna lose (Haha)
She keep playing them games
That shit ain't fair
I'm just going up in this bitch
Like I'm walking on stairs
And I'm fucking yo bitch
In the back of the bando
She finna come over
A young nigga said so
My shooters ain't tripping
They'll shoot til' he cancelled
Met her mom at her crib
And she calling me handsome
Damn
