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Uh-huh Say, Lambo' door go up high on you bitches I got money to the sky, who you trickin'? Never let a bitch punk you out, I'm pimpin' I gotta get to the guap, to the riches Milli' talk, I done put it down, I handle business A billi' talk, when I get to the money shit get wicked A hundred ball can pay for that lil' ass and them lil' titties Bitch, I'm H Dog, this jewelry so loud, this shit be hittin' She be flexed up, but actin' like she got it, but she don't I had better, that bitch can't suck no dick when she be drunk And I got cheddar, I bet a hundred thousand to get him slumped A sеcret service, I bullеtproof the ride like I was Trump I'm talkin' 'bout stick talk, leave a nigga down on the curb What your wrist cost? He flexin' for hoes that put in work That that brick talk, I spent a twenty-eight up on my bird Nigga rich now, I sit back, get him whacked and sip this syrup Say, Lambo' door go up high on you bitches I got money to the sky, who you trickin'? Never let a bitch punk you out, I'm pimpin' I gotta get to the guap, to the riches Milli' talk, I done put it down, I handle business A billi' talk, when I get to the money shit get wicked Letras de cancionesA hundred ball can pay for that lil' ass and them lil' titties Bitch, I'm H Dog, this jewelry so loud, this shit be hittin' In my Goyard, I fit two thousand worth of cash Johnny a dope boy, he likin' money, need it, want it fast Swervin' that 'Vette, dawg, my youngin ain't got no license, he better not crash You poppin' Fentanyl, you sittin' 'round broke, we on your ass Make somethin' shake, dawg, you say you got a gun, but you ain't with it Love to hate, dawg, you get away from me and start bitchin' She look great, dawg, that bitch stay in Dubai, but I'ma hit it I can't wait, dawg, to stack my money up and start livin' Rolls truck, four hundred on that bitch Yeah, iced up, know my gang hella rich Nigga don't like us, tell them pussies die quick You can't copyright us, so give us all that L shit Say, Lambo' door go up high on you bitches I got money to the sky, who you trickin'? Never let a bitch punk you out, I'm pimpin' I gotta get to the guap, to the riches Milli' talk, I done put it down, I handle business A billi' talk, when I get to the money shit get wicked A hundred ball can pay for that lil' ass and them lil' titties Bitch, I'm H Dog, this jewelry so loud, this shit be hittin' From Letras Mania