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Yeah, shawty got ass, she just got a tummy tuck, yeah Yeah, startenders, run it up Ah Let's get into it Watch your bitch Yeah Ah Hmm, ain’t fucking with no off brand bitch Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami Ooh, I'm feelin’ like I'm Biggaveli, ah ooh yeah Ooh, I see it in you You just left your man, that's too bad, ooh Pull up in a foreign like skrt skrt All up in your feelings, yeah you seem so hurt Elliot the chains, now it's time to run it up In the game, got a two, so you know they wanna pop, yeah Yeah, shawty got ass She just got a tummy tuck, yeah Startenders, run it up Hmm, ain't fucking with no off brand bitch Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami Letras de cancionesOoh, I'm feelin' like I’m Biggaveli Hmm, ain’t fucking with no off brand bitch Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami Ooh, I’m feelin' like I'm Biggaveli Offset! 100 in my fanny, yeah (Hunnid) Running up the engine for my family, huh (Fam') Wanna hop on drift, take off your panties, huh (Whoo!) Baguettes on my wrist and they can’t stand me, huh (Baguettes) Coco in my Maybach like it's free meat (Splash, splash) Shoot a hundred rounds and get your street sweeped (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt) Patek on my wrist, this shit ain't cheap, cheap (Whoo!) Perc'y or the Addy, which one you gon' eat? And we got status in the back and meet the Grim Reap' (Static) Green light lambo with yo bitch creepin' (Skrrt) We get the poppin' bodies so I let the TEC feed 'em (Brrt, huh) I put the North up on my back, I get the M's and feed 'em (Hey!) Hmm, ain't fucking with no off brand bitch Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm Biggaveli Hmm, ain't fucking with no off brand bitch Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm Biggaveli, ah ooh yeah Bitch, I'm number one like I'm Nelly (Nelly) And my crib all white like Belly (Belly) And my bitch ride for me like Remy (Remy) Poppin' shots, thug life, Makaveli Send the cash to my celly, have my nigga go get it Then we split it like a splinter, if I'm in it, it ain't rented Got the rims so biggie and my cars look skinny Good pussy and you pretty, but you better off the Henny (Yeah) I ain't Ray J, told a bitch, "Wait a minute" (Yeah) Diamonds on my dick, told the bitch, "Come and get it" (Hol' up) Shawty, you a star, got all these niggas wishin' She gotta make it count, hit me up, when you finished Hmm, ain't fucking with no off brand bitch Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm Biggaveli Hmm, ain't fucking with no off brand bitch Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm Biggaveli, ah ooh yeah Head, shoulders, knees, focus Head, shoulders, knees, focus, yeah Head, yeah, shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, going, yeah Head and shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, focus, yeah Head, shoulders, knees, focus Head, shoulders, knees, focus, yeah Head and shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, going, yeah Head and shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, going, yeah Hmm, ain't fucking with no off brand bitch (Bang) From Letras Mania