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I can show you how to roll, pay attention, close, yeah I don't pay attention to no hoes, bitch take off your clothes, yeah I ain't walkin' in your home unless it's a stove there Like every time I whip that dope, I whip that dope, I whip that, whip that (Huh) Uh, uh, you a broke ass nigga Yeah, we on that Ayy You a broke ass nigga, that's your fault and it ain't mine I'ma slide every time I hear you pussies come outside That's on my hood, on my set, that's on me and I ain't lyin' And I only let that bitch pull up if she say she gon' eat it (Ayy) You don't do that, beat it (Ayy), where my cash? Need it (Ayy) Thought we had an agreement (Ayy), you gon' end up bleedin' If my niggas think you wrong, keep that 40 in my drawers Uh, VVS' on me, keep them bitches on my balls, listen You ain't went through nothin' (Ayy) I can show you somethin' (Huh) Won't tell the people nothin' (Uh) Skuba Steve been thuggin', yeah Pimpin' like I'm Huggie Bear Pimpin' like I'm Dolemite Deuce is on me, show you right Kansas City's nightmare Gon' get 'em to you overnight Letras de canciones'Lenciagas on my toe, you know them bitches overpriced Whippin', get the odor right You know it's gon' sell, I've been flippin bales Send marijuana through the mail, heron on the scale I can show you how to roll, pay attention, close, yeah I don't pay attention to no hoes, bitch take off your clothes, yeah I ain't walkin' in your home unless it's a stove there Like every time I whip that dope, I cup that with a froze pair I can spread your legs, get your hands, make your eyes cross You gon' get thesee bands, teach you how to do it blindfolded Step them heels, baby, turn the other cheek and take the high road Tell your mama you ain't comin' home, nah, you got moves to shoot You gon' work for me or lose your life, your people losin' you You came up off white, was livin' trife, had people usin' you Got people usin' me, but I got dope, I make 'em use the— Uh, cook it for 'em, couldn't afford no fork so I had to use the spoon If you hood You a broke ass nigga, that's your fault and it ain't mine I'ma slide every time I hear you pussies come outside That's on my hood, on my set, that's on me and I ain't lyin' And I only let that bitch pull up if she say she gon' eat it (Ayy) You don't do that, beat it (Ayy), where my cash? Need it (Ayy) Thought we had an agreement (Ayy), you gon' end up bleedin' If my niggas think you wrong, keep that 40 in my drawers Uh, VVS' on me, keep them bitches on my balls, listen From Letras Mania