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A-Reece
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Let's get it poppin' in the mansion
Four biches and they all looking fantastic
Yeah, I'm rolling up some orange Cali
Swear I feel like I woke up in Calabasas
This life is everything that I imagined
Very exclusive ****, we don't hang with rappers
We doing good f you ask us
See me balling hit the basket
So baby, pour up some
She ain't with the tripping
And we do grown up stuff
So baby, pour up some
She ain't with the tripping
And we do grown up stuff
That boy ain't got it rumour has it
Say he far from where the cash is
But he's appealing to the masses
See myself, I'm on the plane, they hope it crashes
She used to, she used to hate that I'm a rapper
Now she say my voice attractive
When she see me I look flash
When I see her she a catfish
I said I seen here, and she looking like a catfish
'Cause I've seen he, she look average
So now I'm calling up a bad bitch
She 21, what she know about a savage?
She 20, 21 and she a savage
Semen is her favorite beverage
When she with you, she fuck for practice
When she with me, she fuck with passion
This life is everything that I imagined
Very exclusive ****, we don't hang with rappers
We doing good if you ask us
See me balling hit the basket
So baby, pour up some
She ain't with the tripping
And we do grown up stuff
So baby, pour up some
She ain't with the tripping
And we do grown up stuff
When she with me she fuck with passion
I got her laid out on the mattress
She doing tricks so magic, poof
She let me fuck and then I vanish
She let me, pussy super clean vanish
She rocking with a star, Patrick
I got her on a carpet sucking nasty
That bitch address me by Aladdin
That bitch
That bitch address me as Aladdin
She with the shit, she undressing in the attic
I'm pulling and now I'm pulling down her panties
She ain't my daughter but that bitch calling me daddy
Bring your friend around here
I ain't tripping, I'm just tryna hold you down, yeah
Bring your friend around here
I ain't tripping, I'm just tryna hold you down, yeah
This life is everything that I imagined
Very exclusive ****, we don't hang with rappers
We doing good if you ask us
See me balling hit the basket
So baby, pour up some
She ain't with the tripping
And we do grown up stuff
So baby, pour up some
She ain't with the tripping
And we do grown up stuff
Yeah, I'm just saying man
I'm just saying
If she a freak, I might freak her
I might give her my tens
Only if she a ten though
Written by: A-Reece