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AceTheFace This ain't a Milly Rock, this a money dance And my dick ain't hard, that's a thirty in my pants I got thirty of them bands, I'ma make a stripper dance And I'ma fuck a nigga's bitch 'cause he nerdy, she a fan The molly either white or it's yellow like some sand If you need it, hit my line, know I got it, I'm the man Oxycontin, thizzle, xans, that's what made me all these bands Niggas talkin' hella reckless so we layin' all these hands Bands bands bands, all I think about commas Thirty in a forty, all I think about drama I'm finna get this money, give it right to my mama Playin' with the chicken, you gon' meet all the llamas Bands bands bands, all I think about commas Thirty in a forty, all I think about drama I'm finna get this money, give it right to my mama Playin' with the chicken, you gon' meet all the llamas I need money, I need weed, I need drank Niggas knockin', ain't a fiend and I'm straight These niggas tellin' stories but they don't be who we think Talkin' like he ain't a pussy but he lyin' in your face I been bossin' since a rookie, watchin' niggas from the back Smokin' cookie out the pack and shootin' niggas rockin' black P's gettin' taxed, I guess I'm back to sellin' crack Letras de cancionesGot a lick for couple racks, then tell a nigga where it's at This ain't a Milly Rock, this a money dance And my dick ain't hard, that's a thirty in my pants I got thirty of them bands, I'ma make a stripper dance And I'ma fuck a nigga's bitch 'cause he nerdy, she a fan The molly either white or it's yellow like some sand If you need it, hit my line, know I got it, I'm the man Oxycontin, thizzle, xans, that's what made me all these bands Niggas talkin' hella reckless so we layin' all these hands I sip big juice but you niggas probably knew that I'm ridin' 'round with two straps, I'm wavy like a durag My niggas see a lick, we finna hit it, niggas do that I cheated on my bitch, I'm 'bout to go and buy a new bag You niggas almost made it but you didn't, nigga too bad I'm cashin', counted forty bands off the back end What happened? niggas talkin' reckless 'til we spazzing Poppin' it my nigga, you ain't really 'bout that action Tell that bitch to send them codes right now I'm tryna get it, tryna get this shit gone right now, right now I been juggin' off these phones like how Nigga how you turn a cool hundred to a light thou, light thou This shit regular baby, I swear to God (no cap) No you can't compare with us lady, yo this the mob (bitch) All my niggas ready like Freddy if it's a prob Chop a nigga, now he spaghetti up in the pot This ain't a Milly Rock, this a money dance And my dick ain't hard, that's a thirty in my pants I got thirty of them bands, I'ma make a stripper dance And I'ma fuck a nigga's bitch 'cause he nerdy, she a fan The molly either white or it's yellow like some sand If you need it, hit my line, know I got it, I'm the man Oxycontin, thizzle, xans, that's what made me all these bands Niggas talkin' hella reckless then we layin' all these hands AceTheFace From Letras Mania