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(Not everybody shows)
(Could you read my mind)
I let her meet my momma, now she know she the one (Nigga, what?)
Nigga be countin' up commas, like I'm Zay or somethin' (Nigga, what?)
I'm havin' soldiers like Obama, nigga, I'll pay it a hunnid
This bit' look like the White House, all these flags in this bitch
I like bitches with smart mouth, damn, I'm sad bout' this shit
If you don't come with a large amount
I need a bag, little league, bitch
Cough syrup in my piss, I split my racks, bitch I'm sick (Let's go)
This bit' keep on rollin, like a Honda Civic
Wait, this 'za too strong (Damn), I can't let you hit it (Yuh)
Got this new drip in (Woah), I can barely fit it (Woa)
But I love fashion, bitch, I must admit it
Hedi Slimane, all these fuckin' skinnies
She said she wanna get lit, I'm finna pass her Henny
I let her meet my momma, now she know she the one (Nigga, what?)
Nigga be countin' up commas, like I'm Zay or somethin' (Nigga, what?)
I'm havin' soldiers like Obama, nigga, I'll pay it a hunnid
No cap, I'll pay it a hunnid
Call my swag that honey pack, these bitches comin'
This lil' ho, she stalk my Tumblr, say I'm onto somethin'
These niggas ain't on nun' (Woah)
Rolls Royce Truck, I need a fuckin' Cullinan (Skrrt, skrtt)
And my shooter in the back, just like Chris Mullin (Boom)
If that bitch pretty as fuck, she gon' have me blushin' (Damn)
I see you, I get to clutchin' (Let's go)
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