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Aw, man

(Word to my mom, it's Kris)

So it's that lil' one, two, three shit, right?

It's that lil'—, that lil' challenge? (Turn that up)

Alright, look (Young Madz)

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight

Two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight

Three, four, five, six, seven, eight

Four, five, six, seven, eight

Five, six, seven, eight

Six, seven, eight

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Eight

Let's go, my bitch bad, B-A-D, and I bet she know it too

I'm the biggest, you better know the truth

If I want, I can leave with more than two

Talkin' money, I'm makin' more than you

On the court, I be ballin' more than you

Hit the stu', I'm recordin' more than you

You need hits? I can give 'em more than you

And I got a confession

Who is these **** and why they all up in my section?

Bad bitch, when she shake it, it's impressive

She need to give a couple bitches lessons

Me and outside got a lil' connection

If the weather look good, then I dress impressive

Call me Mr. Put It On, ain't no second guessin'

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Two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight

Three, four, five, six, seven, eight

Four, five, six, seven, eight

Five, six, seven, eight

Six, seven, eight

Seven, eight

Eight

I'm the one, not the two or the three (Like what?)

What you lookin' at me for?

He know that I'm pretty, but still, I get ratchet

I'm tellin' him, "Don't get me pissed off"

Zoe, they be all on my body

Pass me the Don, I'ma fuck up the party

If they tell me to get 'em, I got 'em

Buggin' and throwin' it back, I be wildin'

Damn, I got these bitches mad

Nothin' in there when you get in your bag (Fah)

I keep gettin' racks

Run it up, tell 'em to send this shit back, like

Who? What? When? Where you seen a bitch like me?

Yeah, 'ight, I'ma need to see your ID

And you know that the gang is behind me

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Two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight

Three, four, five, six, seven, eight

Four, five, six, seven, eight

Five, six, seven, eight

Six, seven, eight

Seven, eight

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I got one, two, three, four, five hoes comin' in, so I gotta bring the guys with me

Zeddy, get the door, they outside, heard there was a freak show, I had to bring the dime with me

Oh, you with it? I'm gone

Come to the bathroom, give me that dome

Your mans get to trippin', brodie hit him with the chrome

When I give you this dick, don't be spammin' my phone

I'm the king in my town, you know me, I'm a smack-down king

Ayy, she a freak, bring her down to me, bitch, I'm J.P., put a bitch down on her knees

For sure, for sure (Baow)

Fadeaway on a bitch like Dirk (Baow, baow)

She a freak, got me liftin' up her skirt (Baow)

Zeddy Will and J.P., when the hoes hear this, they gon' twerk

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Two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight

Three, four, five, six, seven, eight

Four, five, six, seven, eight

Five, six, seven, eight

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