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Sonny Digital I’m at the top, sky scrape Balmains and i8’s I’m at the top, bitch, sky scrape Bitch, I got weed, I got drank I got money, I got thangs I got chains, I got cars I got niggas, I got thots I got a mansion, fat ass closet My stick gay, he’s in the closet I got the sig tucked Put your wig up Nigga put your cookies up before we make you give it up The bitch want to be with me I was so off ran up, on money not on drugs You dumb fuck, call me big bucks Big money I can help but fuck if my reach horny Then I tell that hoe she gotta go cause she’s gettin boring She think I’m off the xans and the percs cause I’m trippin You get it if she skinny I get top than I’m dipping You say that you got shooters Send some shots, nigga Letras de cancionesCall em up Treat these pussy niggas like some paper and I ball em up Throw em towards the garbage If I miss, no Chinese food, B Aye bro, I’m anti Why is your bitch talking to me? Balmains and i8’s I’m at the top bitch, sky scrape Bitch, I got weed, I got drank I got money, I got thangs I got chains, I got cars I got niggas, I got thots I got a mansion, fat ass closet My stick gay, he’s in the closet My stick gay, I go and get him out the closet He come out that bitch with pride and he picking out the target I’m sold out in Best Buy Bitch, get it out of Target I told him 4-5 ning ding I’m finna fart it If don’t nobody tell ya, gots to tell you You’s a shawty In broad day we air ya Ricky Smiley in the morning Put a cob in the nigga cause these niggas be so corny Can’t wake a nigga up the type to sleep until the morning Balmains and i8’s I’m at the top bitch, sky scrape Bitch, I got weed, I got drank I got money, I got thangs I got chains, I got cars I got niggas, I got thots I got a mansion, fat ass closet My stick gay, he’s in the closet From Letras Mania