Man I ain't encourage my brother to do nothin' fucked up.Man say bitch, my money retarded, if the bitch don't fuck with her she ain't blessed, bitch
Saw her on the dance floor poppin'Hold up, stop talkin' to me, tryna see that ass bopShe a big booty star on the dance floor boppin'Hold up, stop talkin' to me tryna see that ass wobble
I'm rich, we're both grownGotta mail me your boyfriend at homeToo high, I'm too goneIf she don't ride with the kid, I move onI'm just tryna find someone I can leave withI'm just tryna find someone I can leave with
I ain't really playing with you, don't know your nameI'm just tryna do some things to yaTake ya home, let you rep Taylor GangLet you roll up a planeLet you bring your homegirlsLet my boys run a trainI'mma real ass nigga outta PittsburghShe don't fuck, I don't deal with her, know ya heardGood dick what I slang, I don't even run gameI've been learned my lane, hoes fuckin' up for fameHop in my ride then I go front backsideTo the side got my money, she love thatRollin' weed up first classTaylor Gang nigga all about his cashSmackin' lil mama on the ass
I'm rich, we're both grownGotta mail me your boyfriend at homeToo high, I'm too goneIf she don't ride with the kid, I move onI'm just tryna find someone I can leave withI'm just tryna find someone I can leave with
I done threw a ring around my dick and my finger, ya digg?I done threw some bling around my grill and my pinky, ya digg?Your girl end up leavin' with me, you ain't a freak, where your friend?Gates slang, I'm gonna throw that meat in her stomach for realAudi, Mustang, Duli Truck, I just wrecked that ChevelleFlipped it with my wife the other night, give a fuck can you tell?Kevin it's your pipe, well out in public won't notice she yellKept that on the tuck, no recognition, I'm touchin' them bellsGive them to myself off the truck or they come in the mailBig booty somethin' on the dance floor poppin'Hold up stop talkin' to me tryna see that ass wobbleBig money pocket, got the lumpsKevin got dollars
I'm rich, we're both grownGotta mail me your boyfriend at homeToo high, I'm too goneIf she don't ride with the kid, I move onI'm just tryna find someone I can leave withI'm just tryna find someone I can leave with
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