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Yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah) Yeah Back on my bullshit, back on my bull Shawty eat dick up until she get full She just wanna get high, she just want some more zoot She just wanna party all day She don't work and she don't go to school She be in the mall all day Don't buy nothin', she wanna get shoes She ain't fuckin' with you if you ain't got loot When I was broke, I was lookin' at you Now that I'm rich, I'ma buy her some shoes I'ma fuck on that bitch and I give her the boot Fuck on that bitch and I give her the boot Fuck on that bitch and I give her the boot I know these niggas be sweet just likе fruit Put that boy on the plate and you know he gеt chewed Put that boy on that plate and you know he get chewed Stealin' my swag, yeah, you know he get zoot O-P-I-U-M, you know that my crew Niggas mad they ain't gang, you just mad it ain't you Niggas mad they ain't gang, you just mad it ain't you Niggas talkin' about us, ain't nothin' else to do Letras de cancionesSay you got them racks, well, I got them racks too Tryna put 'em on me, I'ma put 'em on you I'm fuckin' these hoes, they comin' in twos I ain't got no number, I kept all my juice Shawty suckin' my dick up like a JUUL And I dive in your bitch, she my personal pool She my personal ho, she my garden tool She can't get it from me so she get it from you I can't go out like that, bae, I'm sorry, boo Know your ex mad he lame and you sorry too Yeah Back on my bullshit, back on my bull Shawty eat dick up until she get full She just wanna get high, she just want some more zoot She just wanna party all day She don't work and she don't go to school She be in the mall all day Don't buy nothin', she wanna get shoes She ain't fuckin' with you if you ain't got loot When I was broke, I was lookin' at you Now that I'm rich, I'ma buy her some shoes I'ma fuck on that bitch and I give her the boot Fuck on that bitch and I give her the boot Fuck on that bitch and I give her the boot I know these niggas be sweet just like fruit Put that boy on the plate and you know he get chewed I just fucked on your bitch, I bought her some boots No, these Bottega, they not Christian Loubs How can that boy win? No, how can I lose? I do what I want, I do what I choose I got all these racks, you know they all blue Got hoes in the back, suck my dick in the coupe If you want smoke, we could do what it do We can fight, we can shoot, what you wanna get into? We can fight, we can shoot, what you wanna do? I fucked his bitch, now he mad, we not cool Hit from the back, she screamin', "Ooh" Shawty be wet, she don't need lube She suckin' me up while I count up my loot 'Cause I'm a real nigga and you a lame dude Send that bitch to you when she got attitude And she keep it lowkey, she will never tell you Yeah Back on my bullshit, back on my bull Shawty eat dick up until she get full She just wanna get high, she just want some more zoot She just wanna party all day She don't work and she don't go to school She be in the mall all day Don't buy nothin', she wanna get shoes She ain't fuckin' with you if you ain't got loot When I was broke, I was lookin' at you Now that I'm rich, I'ma buy her some shoes I'ma fuck on that bitch and I give her the boot Fuck on that bitch and I give her the boot Fuck on that bitch and I give her the boot I know these niggas be sweet just like fruit Put that boy on the plate and you know he get chewed From Letras Mania