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[Hook] She’s shakin’ ass, but that shit, it don’t amaze me I’m off the… this shit got me feelin’ lazy (I’m leanin’) I was born in the 90s, fuck the haters (I’m a 90s child) ‘Cause I’ve got lots of guap, all these niggas hate me Bitch, shouts out to mama, she the one that made me Bitch, shouts out to gradmama, she the one who raised me Them people made a star and it’s Sosa, baby (Almighty) I spend lots of guap, thinkin’ Morgan Tracy [Verse 1] I’m smokin’ on this dope, this shit it got me high as fuck (that dope) Disrespect the Glo, you know we’ve got to light you up And all you hear is ambulances and them fire trucks Dirty shopping cart, screwin’ shit like Wrangler Coolin’ with the stars, I ain’t talkin’ famous I’mma break down this cigar, puff, puff, no passin’ They say I’m gettin’ fat, bitch, that’s what them bands did They ain’t see me, they see my car, and they say I’m handsome I’ve got too much guap fallin’ out my pants These bitches in my hair, I’m too rich for some dandruff I don’t do the dash, bitch, I do the damn drift These boys don’t want no smoke, they don’t want no cancer Get ‘em by the loads when I get them bands up No, I ain’t no brick, but I’m money dancin’ I like dirty Sprites and dirty Fantas Get showered… Lamar, I ain’t talkin’ Kendrick [Hook] From Letras Mania