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Ooh, lil' thot bitch Lil' thot bitch, lil' thot bitch Lil' thot bitch, lil' thot bitch (Helluva made this beat, baby) Lil' thot bitch, hmm Give a fuck 'bout no thot pocket, lil' slut bucket I ain't got shit to say to no cum guzzler Lil' dick suckin' bitch, lil' dick fuckin' bitch You a golddigger, you can't get shit from me, bitch Fuck a lame nigga and an opp nigga, hmm Lean with it, rock with it Don't ask me 'bout no niggas that I'm not with, huh Don't ask me 'bout no hoes I got caught with, huh I was on the road bringin' 'back dog shit, huh You was on the road bringin' 'back dogshit, huh You be on the 'Gram flexin' in your dawg whip, huh I be on the 'Gram tryna see who dawg with, huh Lean with it, rock with it Throw that bitch in the air, get him dropped with it Throw that bitch in the air, hit an opp with it Throw that bitch in the air, hit his top with it, hmm You don't understand nothin', you gon' understand me You got swung with the Bloods, you won't get no plan B She don't get no Plan B if I hit that pussy raw Steve been all up in her jaw, booty clap like round of applause Letras de cancionesChopper clap like round of applause, got the hundred round from the mall, titties out like Mardi Gras, hmm Titties out like Mardi Gras, brick white like coleslaw, wrestin' match, no holds barred Man count with this mask on Dude love 'em, kept the jack gone Need a hard pass when I'm back home Tell your big homie get a backbone Fuck ten bitches, my back strong Let 'em ride me 'til they tracks gone Let 'em blow me like a saxophone Then block the number, don't answer phone Gator boots, gold teeth in, hair loud, actin' like I'm Jerome Chain on, so the lights was on Values, only learned right from wrong Learnin' Spanish from the maricons Leanin' on it, 'cause the rifle long Jeans tight like biker clothes But I don't ride choppers, just shoot choppers I don't solve problems, just shoot problems I fuck mamas and shoot mamas It's fuck everybody, to be honest Spend your rent on my shoe shopping, huh Pinch me if I'm lyin', ah Pinch me if I'm dreamin', huh Bet money I got the iron, ah Bet money I'll squeeze it, huh Tim Ryan got that nine now Better call Lil Money if you see him, huh Better pay his money if you owe him, huh He don't play no games, yeah, you know him, huh You know we made it through the store, huh For that ho shit, we ain't goin', huh All he do is hit my whore, huh We gon' send a nigga to the Lord, huh Take it straight to the morgue, huh Transform, Megazord, huh AK got a sword, huh Built tough like Ford, huh Clip long, 'stension cord, huh Pimp-smack my favorite whore, huh Bitch-smack a nigga daughter White Dawn with reverse doors, huh 'Wood guts on the floor, huh Hoes all on the floor Big booty galore, huh Off a five, won't snore, huh Pop a Perc' at the store, huh Guaranteed I'ma score, huh Baby want more, baby want more, huh Give a fuck 'bout no thot pocket, lil' slut bucket I ain't got shit to say to no cum guzzler Lil' dick suckin' bitch, lil' dick fuckin' bitch You a golddigger, you can't get shit from me, bitch Fuck a lame nigga and an opp nigga, hmm Lean with it, rock with it Don't ask me 'bout no niggas that I'm not with, huh Don't ask me 'bout no hoes I got caught with From Letras Mania