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(Why you just ditching?) I'm, I'm due the studio, let me work goofy, bye man, damn Bitch, you acting like you slow (Wha- What? What are you doing?) (Why is it dark?) Bitch, I'm in the stu I'm working, I need to get a coupe Need a Rarri, and a Bugatti Need a gun with a few bodies Need some Benjis in my pocket Need my fuckin' rocket like I'm Yao I need a house with ten models I need some weed and some bottles I need a bitch that gone come through, give me dumb throat I kicked her out, she thought she wasn't a thot, but she's a dumb ho My niggas get them guns, we comin' through shootin' like Rambo I come through with this cake and they wrestlin' like Rhino Pull up in that red Beamer, they lookin' like I'm Domo What I see, a bunch of hatin' niggas and a bunch fine hoes I pull up on a skurrt skurrt skurrt like "get in my car, ho" She gon' go go what I do, always grindin' Tony Hawk, ho Bitch, I'm in the stu I'm working, I need to get a coupe Letras de cancionesNeed a Rarri, and a Bugatti Need a gun with a few bodies Need some Benjis in my pocket Need my fuckin' rocket like I'm Yao I need a house with ten models I need some weed and some bottles They like who the fuck Sosa think he is, he think he Ginobli I got five kids and five rings like Kobe I was ridin' smokin' dope, then woo-woo them police I'm eatin' good, 'member when I was so boney We are gettin' money, niggas swear that you act so phoney I ain't goin' nowhere, baby girl, so please don't sleep on me I got my forty, I got my homies, them be my brodies, I mean my GLOdies And they some gloyalty, niggas ain't loyal, niggas no loyalty Bitch, I'm in the stu I'm working, I need to get a coupe Need a Rarri, and a Bugatti Need a gun with a few bodies Need some Benjis in my pocket Need my fuckin' rocket like I'm Yao I need a house with ten models I need some weed and some bottles From Letras Mania