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Yeah, that's cool And I take a chunk of it, some of it Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah) I done came down bumping flexy Niggas always around me, lookin’ sexy Locked in the crib, smoking on some shit Got a nigga seeing stars, that's just how a nigga live These birds seem they're going nowhere these days Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah (Yeah) Turn me up, I’m tryna get in tune with the DJ Yeah, yeah, yeah Yеah, yeah, yeah Sim Simma, who got the kеys to my Beamer? Young rich nigga stepping in the arena Baby girl a dreamer, give me brain like eureka I'm observing everything around me, now I'm evil You know I'm that nigga, did you get amnesia? Spinning in San Marcos, shout out Pauline with the pizza I'm the diarrhea, fold 'em like tortilla Staying on my toes baby, balling ballerina Who you think you talking to? I got no idea TV on paprika, smoking anesthesia Letras de cancionesHit 'em with the cleaner, young street sweeper Sound getting meaner while a nigga getting greener Easy with the teeth before you choke on this dick Michiko Malandro on the run, smoke off the lips (Straight off the lips) I ain't sayin' no names since it cut me a check Baby up in Villa and I love the whole set Let it sit (Let it sit) Got the glitter (Got the glitter) Oh, your thick lil' thighs got a grip on me Watch you ride on me, lil' bitch slide on me (Slide) Pullin' out, then bust it open, let her shimmy on me Push it, push it, push it just like this Shake it, shake it, shake it out the dress Weed going straight to my head Meet me on the bed Kick off my kicks She fiend for the dick Spit on the tip Spit in her mouth Cum on the couch I don't give a fuck, take you to the steam room, rinse off the nut Bitch, we going nuts, bitch ’bout to bust Me and all my dogs staying up Sleep is for the weak so I tweak going dumb You know I get wicked You know I get down You know I get wicked You know I get down You know I get down You know I get down Smack that, when she playin' Buju in the motherfucking hatchback How you throwin' all that ass expectin' me to catch that? Knew you tryna tell me with that Tennessee accent This a crazy story, wait a minute, let me backtrack She just told me grip up on her shoulders, make her back crack Said her pussy water, I'm a dog and I'ma lap that Heard me hit that high note, I kiss on her and she match that She said, "What you talkin' boy, I'm sick of all the backchat" Does your man even exist? Lil’ bitch, I ain't seen him yet Tear that ass up, make your man do the RENTAL vid Slim thick and she finna hit like a cigarette Take you where you want, like my Glock if you take the stick Señorita, qué lo qué Ooh lil' mami what you knew what you say She boricua with the braids I guess she a genius way she do it with the brain Throw it 'til you're tapping out, throw it 'til your back blow out Throw it like you Tarzan, this big dick you swinging on Ass ripple like avalanche, dancing, I'm skiing on it Hit my cup slow to this, drop it low to this No, I don't miss the bitch, 'cause I don't miss, bitch Hit my cup slow to this, drop it low to this No, I don't miss the bitch, 'cause I don't miss, bitch You know I get wicked You know I get down You know I get wicked You know I get down You know I get down You know I get down From Letras Mania