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This, should be played at high volume Yeah, Billy, ayy I just pulled up in a brand new Bugatti Got bitches on bitches, no you cannot stop me All of this money I made off a hobby I blew up, now everyone trying to copy I'm rockin' Polo yeah mixed with the Tommy I run up a check then I bounce like a bunny All y'all keep laughing while I'm making money My-my type of woman like forty and ugly Bitch my name is Billy and my music fuckin' sucks I was chillin' for a minute, now it's back to them bucks If you like older women, put yo fuckin' hands up I'm trash till I die, I belong in the dump You already know what the fuck goin' on It's your boy Billy, we goin' crazy baby, it's a celebration Aye look, I get more neck than a neck brace, you heard? You can call me what you want just don't call me broke Aye, yuh, what? They say "How did Billy really get that far?", yeah I just kept going bitch I'm a popstar, yuh Flippin' the beat like I am a rockstar, ayy Letras de cancionesAll y'all haters sweet like a Pop Tart, yuh I got rich, no Worldstar Now yo bitch on my lap in my sports car, ayy Drivin real fast down the boulevard Got bricks in the back goin' dumb hard, ayy Bitch my name is Billy and my music fuckin' sucks I was chillin' for a minute, now it's back to them bucks If you like older women, put yo', put yo' hands up I'm trash till I die, I belong in the dump From Letras Mania