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Man I got dumb hoes, stupid bands The guts red but the coupe is tan If a slut wit it, ima scoop her damn And have her « draggin balls »(dragon balls) no Super Saiyan Make her pussy whistle like a flute was playin At my « crib tonight »(kryptonite) no superman Get it kryptonite, superman I’m in a new sedan And bumpin luther van(vandross) I make her grip, break a cheque Make your bitch break her neck Handle you niggas that won’t even break a sweat (woop) Hit your breaks, slow it down, your shit was fake Lil nigga, big mistake, I’m the shit what’s the big debate My niggas in the kitchen got shit to bake Bitch I’m nuts like Christmas cake I said cut ur single and drop it Everything bout to slow up Got krispy kreme in my pocket In other words my donuts She go nuts when I’m in her thang No luck wit chu minute man My city told me go kill you niggas So I told the coach to put me in the game I say I ball I swag I grind I floss I cop these cars pop tags I shine take off Letras de cancionesOkay I took a loss, not again Drop my top to get oxygen From the bottom got to win I told em what a happen if they box me in And then I’m whoopin ass whoopin ass Whoopin ass, I’m whoopin ass Whoopin ass whoopin ass Whoopin ass, I’m whoopin ass I cop the drop, drop the top Switch the lane, hit the gas Hit the door, flip the cash Niggas know I’m whoopin ass Okay runway fashion dolce White girl give me windpipe Bitch might think I’m o.j Ro-ro-rozay Call it rolex, hoes say Let me see that rockband like I got tickets to Coldpay Wait(wait), oh god, All my diamonds go off, If I start fist pumpin it look like I’m throwin snowballs I like short skirts, no panty plz I make the pussy overheat she need antifreeze I fan it off then light it up again And make a pit stop and tighten up her friend I said I break a bitch back make her bring the bitch back When she think of this dick she gon bring up this track I’m a king in the matt(mattress) do my thing while you slack On your pimpin you slippin I bring the attack Woo Hit your breaks slow down your shit was fake Lil nigga big mistake I’m the shit what’s the big debate I say I ball I swag I grind I floss I cop these cars pop tags I shine take off Okay I took a loss, not again Drop my top to get oxygen From the bottom got to win I told em what a happen if they box me in And then I’m whoopin ass whoopin ass Whoopin ass, I’m whoopin ass Whoopin ass whoopin ass Whoopin ass, I’m whoopin ass I cop the drop, drop the top Switch the lane, hit the gas Hit the door, flip the cash Niggas know I’m whoopin ass From Letras Mania