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Copped that coupe, got rid of the roof like
Up in H town young girls
With them booties like
Good head girls have fun with your tip like
I'm smoking on a pound while you're
Smoking on a zip like
Up in Vegas and I'm stacking up my chips
While you're stacking all your chips
Diamond corona like I stacked
Up all the bills
Might stack up all the bills
Cause I know these niggas gonna tell
Just made bail can't blame it on 'em man
They only being themselves

Dropping the roof on the coupe
I got some bitches they wanna be fruity
And they know I need 'em all like a tooly
Trae The Truth say that he
Does and I knew this
Fuck that lil bitch right
Inside of the movies
Baby don't try to act hard with the coochie
If he a shooter one day he gon' prove it
Lil bitty bit' got big titties they hooters
Your ice cream, girl I want your ice cream
Her lips big, she's a motherfucking Pisces
I will never touch it unless you
Like in some white jeans
Them big ole diamonds with no lights
They still gon' bright things
I'ma bri-bri-bright it
That pussy wet as a fire hydrant
I know gangsters they can't
Live without a body
Make that bad bit' suck on
My dick just for paparazzi
Tell that bit' to suck this dick
‘til it boil like a sausage
Money name is Dee I'll take you overseas
Open sign on baby come and sleep
Get stoned with Thugger for the fuckin' week
And your made-up nose for the fuckin' G

I got your ho in the back of this foreign
Yeah fucking we got everything going
She 'bout that shit that you
See in the movies no sleeping this chain got
Me looking like morning
I'm bright as a light while
She high as a kite as she play with the pipe
I know something ain't right
When we hit it no fight
Ain't no telling she might
I just tell her don't bite
Or it's gon' be goodnight
I was dick sticking she was overdosing
I was tipping slow like I was over coasting
Lead pipe no over boasting
Just wave surfing while I coast the ocean
I am the truth I am not a loser
Just a playa nigga that would like to use you
I might kill it but I never will abuse you
Baby fuck with me or else I might excuse you
Tryna' get up in a thug
Like it ain't no where to go
I know you heard it all before
Don't like you sneaking in the door
Tell your partner she can see the sun
Cause this money on me gotta blow
Hit the club and make it overflow
And these diamonds on me gotta glow

I can't fear no bitch nor
Man no sir no m'am
Bae with me got a ass so fat
I gotta grab that with both hands
See I'm a rich nigga keep that
Cake all over my thoughts
Only one rule to the game my
Nigga that's don't get caught
Take it off bitch bend over let me see it
I think you should get that
Pussy up inside this European
Better yet just give me brain
While a nigga change lanes
I call you boo, bae
And my bitch cause shit to
Me they all the same
And I never gave a fuck
Hardly ever gave a damn
She let me inside it I had
To tell her "Thank you M'am"
That's how she know I got manners
And she know my bands up
She ride my dick with her hands up
And take that 'til she can't stand up
Cash ruling everything around me I want CREAM
And that Porsche 9-1-1 filled
Up with 91 supreme
So you know I got to smash
Put my pedal to the metal
Feel like Noah asking God "Why he
Done flooded out my bezel?" (Hold up)

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