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I just popped the B man,I got that OJ and that weed, time to take flightRichy might be on that lean mixed with that spriteThey got me rollin, smokin, drinkin, I just might die tonightI just gave a cup to Becky, now thinkin that she readyEver met C gettin nakey, there go Keisha, there she sexyMénage a trois if the bitches let me, and I think they gon' let meOne just call me Papi seconds later it's bukkakeShe move too A.K.A. First bitch let it sprayDrunk bitch, big tits, motorboats on the wayShe say she wanna earn some stripesWell we about to see if she about that lifeRollin', rollin', rollin', I ain't steppin' in weedI got a bad bitch with me and I think she a freakWe about to make a movie girl, get the camera readyMan it's the fucking minute, I'm thinkin' that she readyI think she ready, I think she readyRed cup, double stuff, I think she readyI think she ready, I think she readyTakin molly to the dome, I think she readyI think she ready, I think she readyGet here home by the Cove, I think she readyI think she ready, I think she readyI think she ready, I think she readyLetras de cancionesOkay now, I think I'm ready, I rip tracks, beat confettiShe kill raps, lyrics dailySixteen sex, no R.KellyThat's no diss, a man want BeckyIf you tell me you want Becky, give me BrianThat's o brain, use your noodle, don't forget it, ayIggy, I'm bossing for dollars, cups of Ciroc on the iceSomeone needs weeds for you hoes, tweet me just naming your priceUp all night in a life like this, fans pass out when I kissIf you hate then you are toast, knot breakers keep burnin' witchChain hang, diamonds swang, two red cups my Sprite is mixedPowder white keep sippin Angel, where she get that ass thick?Stop, drop, bottles pop, forever, sandlotOther rappers underground, call them all fraggle rockRollin', rollin', rollin', I ain't steppin' in weedI got a bad bitch with me and I think she a freakWe about to make a movie girl, get the camera readyMan it's the fucking minute, I'm thinkin' that she readyI think she ready, I think she readyRed cup, double stuff, I think she readyI think she ready, I think she readyTakin molly to the dome, I think she readyI think she ready, I think she readyGet here home by the Cove, I think she readyI think she ready, I think she readyI think she ready, I think she readyThere's a pretty big bar, I got no mannersDon't blame me, just blame my Daddy, forFor life fort, some may snort, some may bortThey on my caddies, I'm on that E, the roll is meMe and yo beesh, we bang like rabbits(And that cat, Mr. Fantastic)And that night, we shine so bright,Make me feel like I'm on acid, and I strokeProbably call, shit blue magic,Purple brain, I fill my cupBitch you know, that my cup ready,It's gettin dark, feel my sharkAct a fool and then I'm gameTake one shot, blunts to the head,All that Remy, got that legI feel my heart, I think I'm cray,Her booty don't start, or Simon SaysI'm like Big (Girl don't stop with you doin')You not with me then you losin bitchI'm tryna sing with my movieRollin', rollin', rollin', I ain't steppin' in weedI got a bad bitch with me and I think she a freakWe about to make a movie girl, get the camera readyMan it's the fucking minute, I'm thinkin' that she readyI think she ready, I think she readyRed cup, double stuff, I think she readyI think she ready, I think she readyTakin molly to the dome, I think she readyI think she ready, I think she readyGet here home by the Cove, I think she readyI think she ready, I think she readyI think she ready, I think she ready From Letras Mania