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I just got a bankroll In the trenches, where you can't go N***a, who you frontin' on? (That boy Jdolla go crazy) She gon' point sh*t like it's bank Leggo of my Eggo, baby Yeah, I tell her I wanna f**k her long What we finna do? I walk around this b*t*h like "Ho, I'm bulletproof." She want to get that bag, I'm finna get that got That's what we finna do Keep that rackie I'm finna skrt off the lot, my windows bulletproof Send that drop, I walk in that b*t*h like I own it Yeah Don't lie to me, that pu**y ain't mine, I don't own it Don't cry to me, I know it's only for the moment I went undercover, asked to move onto your heart And she told me to stop poppin' pills, that b*t*h don't look like a nurse I know a pack of n***as that'll put you on a shirt I know a pack of n***as that'll put you on a shirt I know a pack of n***as that'll put you on a shirt I know a pack of n***as that'll put you on a shirt Why, why? I put that ho out to the side Puttin' hoes onto the Y Play GTA IV if you ain't givin' top Free all my n***as that's locked R.I.P to the n***as that dropped Stay out the heat when the city get hot N***as back doin', they doin' too much Yeah, I'm the sh*t, but you can not flush me V10, b*t*h, no, you can not dust me Groupie b*t*h tryna duck me Lame-a** b*t*h, she can't f**k me He get hit, he get ugly Bullets, they eat your body, eat your stomach I heard he soft, n***a, he so fluffy And he want a QP, can't get enough He shoppin' at Zumiez, boy, he's a dummy Yeah, I put my d**k right in her cuddy I got a whole line of b*t*hes, love me I put a whole vibe on 'til it's sunny No that ain't my ho, she can't cuff me 308 sang when it ain't husky I turned that ho to my f**k-buddy I just put my kids in her tummy, tummy Why, why, why, why? No, woah And she chew my d**k like let it go Yeah, I'ma leave these n***as hurt Yeah, these n***as like hatin' on me You know I could f**k yo ho wit' ease Finna take that ho right in the V, then take her for her birthday, this not eve She won't let tiger breathe Okay, Y'all n***as in college, I'm on the moon Yeah, I feel like BK, I just popped me a shroom Baby, what's the move?, yuh I need her to tell-- to tell me what's your move It's Static on the jeans And some sh*t where I tell her we heatin' too long I heard that n***a keep talking, not long And she look in my pocket, I made that b*t*h, uh-huh Too many good pussies got me f**ked up, uh-huh He talk way too hard, I got on Facebook, asked his mama She said that she let so many n***as, ga**ed his head up Send that b*t*h too bed and told that ho, "Just keep your head up" No, I don't want to even care about everything, she know that sh*t, she fed up What we finna do? I walk around this b*t*h like "Ho, I'm bulletproof." She wan' get that bag, I'm finna get that got That's what we finna do Keep that rackie I'm finna skrt off the lot, my windows bulletproof Send that drop, I walk in that b*t*h like I own it Walk in that b*t*h like I own it, I walk in that b*t*h like I own it Walk in that b*t*h like I own it, I walk in that b*t*h like I own it, yeah
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