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(Low-key Wowowowowowowowoo Yah) I just wanna fuck my girl and count up all my fetti Only CC under her toes I think she got a foot fetish Lame niggas tryna throw shade, Imma send em all umbrellas Billie Jean my wrist, glass in the face is on Cinderella They say mo' money mo' problems I'm feeling all the better If I had on three hoodies I still wouldn't even sweat her I'm feeling like wowowowowowowow I try to tell her wowowowowowowow Feeling good I'm feeling better Momma told me son run that shit up cuz you have to go and make your own way, yeah Spilt on your girl with a little bit of drip so I call that bitch Obey Count that backend swear to God the other day I made me about a 100K Got black boy joy, you can see it all in a nigga face I just walked out with a bag I drip big Louie, Fendi, Goyard sacks I hopped in Porsche then I hopped in the Jag' Bitch I'm just cooling posted drippin' swag, ayyy That black boy joy, damn that black boy joy That black boy joy, damn that black boy joy That black boy joy, damn that black boy joy Letras de cancionesThat black boy joy, yeah, nigga that black boy joy I just wanna fuck my girl and count up all my fetti Only CC under her toes I think she got a foot fetish Lame niggas tryna throw shade, Imma send em all umbrellas Billie Jean my wrist, glass in the face is on Cinderella I'm so blessed Never pressed My skin glowing That's a flex Who is you? Unimpressed Why they hating? I'm perplexed I feel like a billi' Woke up this morning let's get it Turn a model to a big [?] Go shopping in Paris like in Lenox, yeah Sky is the limit no ceilings Serena, Venus on my neck all tennis, back that Bet that I always wanna get that, pullin' up Looking like I'm 'bout big business Cuz my new whip it just got no ceiling Being a real nigga my only intention God blessed me with my intuition Don't get it fucked up got the fire on me nigga If they going out sad don't vibe with them niggas RIP Nip we still riding for you nigga Can a [?] nigga start [?] on syrup I got black boy joy yessir I just wanna fuck my girl and count up all my fetti Only CC under her toes I think she got a foot fetish Lame niggas tryna throw shade, Imma send em all umbrellas Billie Jean my wrist, glass in the face is on Cinderella From Letras Mania