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You know I usually don't do this, baby, let's change the mood up (I'm gon' give it to her) Matter fact, I usually do Oh, you caught me in my zone tonight, huh? (Yeah, you did) Lemme tell you a lil' somethin', listen, uh The kilos I got off of Hamilton Terrace Way before the Jeff Hamilton leathers 'Til I found out it was stepped on Damn right, Cam had to test it As much as I invested, niggas done stretched it I mean, it was perico But I'd rather have fishscale from México, huh, no brakes 'Cept snowflake, Cam had his own I wash the money like Jammin' Jerome, she said, "You arrogant" Nah, I'm confident, that I condone 'Cause no man can be the man, he ain't a fan of his own But where my ladies at? (Ow), With your fly asses? (Asses) Sellin' hair weave, waist trainer, eyelashes (Get it, bitch) You out here gettin' rich and you don't really give a shit You said all them hoes could die, tell 'em pick a ditch That's ice cold, baby got life goals Her lips, you could wrap around a lightpole, oh my If you roll right, you'll end up on the right road Suede seat, mink rug, dashboard white gold (White gold) Whatever you want, I'm gon' get it to you Letras de cancionesShe looked at me and said (I'm gonna give it to you) Ah, opened my pants and said (Keep risin' to the top) Ah, ah, yeah, shake it, baby (Keep risin' to the top) I'm gon' give it to you She sayin', "How you end up in that Ghost spot?" I was trappin' in that cold spot Yeah, I was Fuck you talkin' 'bout, man? (Shake it) You know that hate like luggage, baby That's why I carry on, nigga, get it? That's why I think things should go my way I was driving on that highway Was gettin' to that bag for you, boo I wasn't? Huh That's a fact, man I know sex ain't the answer It's the question, "Yes," should be the answer, huh You know when you with me, clocks exist, time doesn't You ain't gotta hit snooze to keep dreamin', girl, come on, bitch, you gotta be crazy This remind me of Hud 6 in the Shadow, nigga Club Shadow, nigga Hud 6 From Letras Mania