Lyrics

(Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Yeah, moving like this
I got a bitch that's gon' fuck the whole clique
The **** talkin' but he ain't said shit
You know I'm juugin' when I move like this
I got a bitch that gon' fuck the whole clique
The **** hatin' but he ain't said shit
The **** talkin' but he ain't said shit
You know I'm juugin' when I move like this
I got a bitch, gon' fuck the whole clique
The **** talkin' but he ain't said shit
**** talk like they real, but they fake
I pull up, hop out, let it shake
These **** act like they real, but they phony
Don't ever ever say my name, you don't know me
I pull up, get money, that's a fact
I got a bitch, bad as fuck, ass fat
Fresh as fuck, young **** from the trap
She throwing signs she want me to smash that
The **** talkin' but he ain't said shit
You know I'm juugin' when I move like this
I got a bitch that gon' fuck the whole clique
The **** hatin' but he ain't said shit
The **** talkin' but he ain't said shit
You know I'm juugin' when I move like this
I got a bitch, gon' fuck the whole clique
The **** talkin' but he ain't said shit
She say she love me but I really ain't shit
Fresh as fuck, **** check my outfit
Young **** get money, get rich
Pull up, bad bitch, super thick
These **** talk but they don't know shit
You run your mouth but you really is a bitch
Pillow talkin' **** on some ho shit
I'm gettin' money, ****, gettin' mo' rich
The **** talkin' but he ain't said shit
You know I'm juugin' when I move like this
I got a bitch that gon' fuck the whole clique
The **** hatin' but he ain't said shit
The **** talkin' but he ain't said shit
You know I'm juugin' when I move like this
I got a bitch, gon' fuck the whole clique
The **** talkin' but he ain't said shit
The **** talkin' but he ain't said shit
You know I'm juugin' when I move like this
I got a bitch that gon' fuck the whole clique
The **** hatin' but he ain't said shit
The **** talkin' but he ain't said shit
You know I'm juugin' when I move like this
I got a bitch, gon' fuck the whole clique
How many times I have to start over?
**** hated on me, it's over
Third shot, hit your head, what you saying? I told you
**** playing games, I ain't playin', it ain't over
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Written by: Frazier Trill, Pi’erre Bourne
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