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Don't you wanna rest that ass in this glass house.Don't, don't you wanna rest that ass in this glass house.Don't you wanna rest that ass in this glass house.If you aint suckin or fuckin than get yo ass out.Dash digital situation criticalHate to make it so blatant babyBut I aint playingMaybe you got me confusedWith one of them other dudes.I aint none of them.Under they breath mumbling.Scared to tell them hoes what it is.You put yourself in that position.I chill with all that baller fishingYou fucked around and you caught a shark.Cold hard, tear your feelings apart.I'm more focused on getting my rims powder-coated.One of the dopest, I'm schedule oneYou just ibuprofen, what is you smoking?Them bogus growers, they got you chokingThe options open, you can hide with them suckasOr ride low and get higher than a motherfucka!Straight stunting, sucka niggas I take from them.They bitches that is, get up in the car with wizLetras de cancionesThey know they gonna bake something, aint frontin'.Smoking it off the eighth onionGet it twisted because you see me on your computer screenThinking because you got wireless you get as high as usBitches leaving they lame niggas to ride with usPlanes over everything in the fly we trust.Just by the smell it's obviousThat my connect come from caliIm good long as the money piling upAll the while im just quick lane pimpingBig jane twistingWalking how I talk it bitch that's Pittsburgh pimping.Now I was candy coated, bendin corners55th wheelin' made a killin' with the bumper grillnd' chandelier cellin', plush linenIs you fucking, is you suckingI was wondering cuz if notDon't be pushing on my buttons in my cutlassUnless you cuttin'. Bitch I'm just sayingI aint tricking is the reason that this porno flick playingTrunk shaking knocking pictures off the wallSouthern maiden call, 808 mean no drawsYou got friends, I fuck em' allWhat you mean you aint nastyWhy the fuck you cameJust imagine what you got to do to get up in my plane.Mississippi pimp mouth piece frigidDolomite out of sightShow you right, can you dig it, shawty? From Letras Mania