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Yeah Ayy, you gon' hold me down, mama? Best believe in me, daddy, now what you ’bout to do? Secure another win just to bring it back and empower you The other dude I was with— We ain't talkin' about that coward, boo ’Cause you my little sis', so don't turn the pussy to sour fruit Never that, let me rap, fuck the cap 'Cause girls is players too, remember that? Yeah, you know just how to act Oh, yeah, you learned from the best, so that's a fact If a nigga violate you, I'ma black Be cautious Was raised by teachers that was flawless We 'bout to make 'em nauseous Forget about the flaws, you know I’m gorgeous Talk that shit (Yeah) Love it when I talk my shit (Mhm) You know just who the boss is We got a lot Peep the way these niggas fuckin’ with the bop Pray on our downfall like we supposed to stop Shit is funny, right? How we get money like In indescribable ways they can't copy You niggas know my body Letras de canciones Pop another bottle, pour a couple of shots ’Cause we gon' spend whatever Luxury life, we livin' over the top No one can do it better They try to reject, so I ain't never alone Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy You talk too much, your friends is callin’ my phone Yo, every time that I touch it, you know it's flammable The game that I be feedin' you, hope you got some collateral The way I function, you tryna figure out my mechanicals Fuck flowers, it's time to give me the whole botanical See, when I pull up and park in the intersection When you see me, you supposed to see yourself in my reflection The sunlight reflectin' off the moon, if you don't mention Me as one of the greatest, your train of thought is no exception (Mmm) Come on, Busta, I'm immaculate The way I'm attackin', these bitches trackin' it They askin' how I'm havin' it Put numbers on the board, Billboard, that's where I'm trappin' at Big plaques, platinum and gold, up in my habitat Living my best life, why they mad at that? Already went number one, yeah, they could have it back I don't even drive, I just sit and roll up in the back He wanna get high, then slide up up in this kitty cat Pop another bottle, pour a couple of shots 'Cause we gon' spend whatever Luxury life, we livin' over the top No one can do it better They try to reject, so I ain't never alone Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy You talk too much, your friends is callin' my phone From Letras Mania