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No fatigue Zilchy baby Lil Monte on the beat Got that on repeat All she wanna do is drink, drink, drink I got five chains on, them hoes go clink, clink, clink No job (Uh uh), big bank roll, she don't know what to think, think, think (Uh) On God, sergeant, check my rank, rank, rank, on God Sergeant, check my rank, rank, rank (Skrt) Sweetheart sit on this candy paint (Uh) Dick loan, yeah like Fannie Mae Flip phone, she dream of trappin' me Me and my main bitch cackling Must be off that white like Katharyn Or Suzann, cruisin' in your sedan Two hoes like why you need two? (Why you need?) Damn (Why you need?), I put 85 on my coupe Damn (Why you need?), I put Saint Laurent on my boo Ran (Why you need) it up like I play for Mizzou Gotta show me somethin' bitch I came from the Lou' (Yeah yeah yeah) I got my own Remy at home, they charge $11.50 We could get lost just like Nemo, hey little fishy fishy Letras de cancionesI'm way too drippy, drippy (Uh huh), kush stank, it’s real armpity (Uh huh) Don’t give these niggas pity (Okay), baby you keep yo pretty (Yeah) All she wanna (All she wanna do is) do is drink, drink, drink I got five chains on, them hoes go clink, clink, clink (Clink) No job (Uh uh), big bank roll, she don't know what to think, think, think (Uh) On God, sergeant, check my rank, rank, rank, on God (Ooh) Man, I got a drink, I'ma be a straight fool with it (Fool) I don't know what to do with it (Uh) I try my best to get it off mine and on her chest I'm 'bout to take her back to school with it, uh-huh On skeet, skeet (Skeet, skeet), she love the sound of the clink, clink (Clink, clink) I told her I can shut the whole city down Gotta run into the store for the teepee (Woo), uh-huh Uh-huh, now she need me on a weekly basis You ain't gotta CC me, I just wanna see them freaky faces, nah (Do it) Hookah, hookah, got her tootin' that booty on up I gotta do the duty, bring that booty to me We just sex it up, we gonna fuck I'm goin' willy nilly, she go loosey goosey Put that juicy juicy in the cup I know she really feel it, she gon' do it to me I don't wanna screw, screw it up, nah 'Cause she just need some more of me at home But I'ma still need that $11.50 'Cause a Bentley don't ride on pussy thoughts alone Unless you wanna hop in your shit, come get me Sound like a better plan to me 'Cause that nigga spendin' all his money on ya Sound like a better man than me 'Cause homie All she wanna do is drink, drink, drink, drink, drink I got five chains on, them hoes go clink, clink, clink No job, big bank roll, she don't know what to think, think, think On God, sergeant, check my rank, rank, rank, on God Drink, drink, drink, drink, drink Clink, clink, clink (Clink, clink, clink, clink) Think, think, think (Think, think, think) Rank, rank, rank (Rank, rank, rank) From Letras Mania