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Who rolls a fellow with this? Who rolls a fellow with this? Rich nigger shit, you at your lead, Keep that bullshit going up, it's not your lead Poker face, that Molly mean. Same leader, feet 12, this not your speed. Fast lane, race you, beat you at your car You ain't got no pink slip, that's not your call. OK, dog, we ain't getting no food You can only call on me, your club is not your club! Turn up! We own this bitch, this not your shit, Bring the chills, make the chatter, I'm on my nacho shit. Take money, I'm at your hoe Fuck with me, you watch your dog, is not your dog. Ha ha ha, you said that was yours Survey said it's not yours. You said that you run the town The streets say that’s not yours. You say she your girl, she say she's Not yours, Tell her how we play she Not yours, This girl my surreal, Letras de cancionesNot yours, Heavy on the chatter Not yours, Ain't one, is the cheese Not yours, Throw it on the dick, Not yours, All these fucking chips Not yours, All these fucking chips Not yours. She's everybody girl, she's ain't mine, she's not yours First call, first service, count the nachos Told we ain't gonna stay, I'm not your type Babe, you're looking for a door, still (Not your guy!) Yeah, fuck that, please say that's not your wife But we train a real nigger, boy that's not your life! Twin roogers on me now, I'm a hooligan Walk up in the spot, they'll be like oh, not you again! Yeah, me (what you got) colossal dough Nigger wanna be free, don’t let ‘em, not your dog. Favorite food the chicken, topic on the taco. Yeah, yeah, no comprende! Are you talking about that? oh! Yeah, it's not your cheese, is mine! Turn on big bag Turn on chips! You say she your girl, she say she's Not yours, Tell her how we play she Not yours, This girl my surreal, Not yours, Heavy on the chatter Not yours, Ain't one, is the cheese Not yours, Throw it on the dick, Not yours, All these fucking chips Not yours, All these fucking chips Not yours. From Letras Mania