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(Denaro Love) (Pigott, bend that ass over and make that ass run) (Throw me up, IV) Ayy (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up), look Bitch, I got a pocket full of hundreds, I don't do cards (Do cards) Yard full of foreigns, we don't rent cars (Skrrt-skrrt) Ass lookin' fat, she been to DR (Yayo) BlaqNMild, you're a genius (Let's go) Bounce that shit, now roll with it (Roll) Bounce that shit, touch your toes with it (Come on) Shake that shit, girl, you're cold with it (Cold) Bounce that shit, touch the pole with it (Let's go) Take your time with it, take your time with it Girl, you're fine with it, use your mind with it Take your time with it, take your time with it Girl, you're fine with it, use your mind with it I ain't givin' the bitch one dollar (Dollar) Hit her from the back, make her holler (Oh) I don't want the bitch if she model I don't want the bitch if she don't swallow Told her everything Gucci, but I'm Prada All on her page, but I don't follow her (Likes) DM that bitch, fuck tomorrow (Flights) Pussy good, she gon' be a problem (Sike) Letras de cancionesI got the bag and the dope dick (Yup) She got a tongue ring and the glowstick Bounce that shit, make it drip (Drip) Make a nigga send that ho a check for a trip You want Chanel? Oh, well You want lobster? (Lobster) I want the tail Is you gon' write a nigga if I go to jail? Is you gon' fight a bitch about a nigga? Yeah (Let's go) Bounce that shit, now roll with it (Ayy) Bounce that shit, touch your toes with it (Come on) Shake that shit, girl, you're cold with it (Ayy) Bounce that shit, touch the pole with it (Let's go) Take your time with it, take your time with it Girl, you're fine with it, use your mind with it Take your time with it, take your time with it Girl, you're fine with it, use your mind with it (Let's go) I took your baby mama to Bahamas (Come on) Fucked her once and told her, "Lose the number" (Get you outta here) You ain't Nobu type, you Benihanas (Bitch, you fried rice) You don't get a Benz, you get a Honda Your ex wasn't gettin' the pack, he was a runner Bitch, since I was sixteen, I had the top dropped every summer Yeah, I had a hundred and my mama Nigga bought a brick and I might front him one My homie down bad, you know I throw him somethin' Niggas disrespectin' me, you know I done him somethin' She's like, "Gotti, you drip hard", I said, "That's Gunna's song" Bitch, I've been a millionaire since twenty-one Savage (Savage), whole hood ratchet (Ratchet) First hundred thou' under my grandmama mattress (Reach your hands, nigga) I swear to God, no cappin', ask my auntie'nem (No cap) They only dated dope boys, why I'm one of them (I am) My role models gangstas, guess it's safe to say I ain't knockin' tricks, but I ain't the one to pay Safe sex, no checks, that's my practice Bitch, I'm in a whole 'nother bracket (Yup) Bounce that shit, now roll with it (Roll) Bounce that shit, touch your toes with it (Come on) Shake that shit, girl, you're cold with it (Cold) Bounce that shit, touch the pole with it (Let's go) Take your time with it, take your time with it Girl, you're fine with it, use your mind with it Take your time with it, take your time with it Girl, you're fine with it, use your mind with it (Let's go) (Uh-oh, uh-oh) (Pigott, bend that ass over and make that ass run) Bounce that, bounce that, bounce-bounce that shit (Ayy) B-b-b-bounce that, bounce that, bounce-bounce that shit (Come on) B-b-b-bounce, b-b-bounce, b-b-bounce B-b-b-b-b-b-bounce that, bounce that, bounce-bounce that shit (Let's go) B-b-b-bounce it, bounce it, bounce it, b-b-bounce it Bounce it, bounce it, b-b-bounce it, b-b-bounce it B-b-bounce it, bounce it, bounce it, bounce Bounce it, bounce it, bounce it, b-b-bounce it Bounce it, bounce it, b-b-bounce it, b-b-bounce it Bounce it, bounce it, bounce it, bounce (Let's go) From Letras Mania