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She rolls up like cannabis With a look in her eyes, so scandalous, so Come through with the candlelit You should know, I'm the man with this You can hit my phone, phone phone, phone, phone Keep it low 'cause I'm pretty well-known Did it on my own, self-made man With a billion-dollar plan, let me take you home Let me get in my zone I'm not like others you've gotten with I do not play all that drama shit I'm not who you show up to momma with But I'm who you could call if you want some dick Whoa, no, they don't do it like me Baby, I got what you need Skinny white boy but a certified G When it comes to bum-bum-bum up in the sheets, yeah You feel mе knocking so let me in Yeah, I'm thе one with the medicine I'm not one for the flexing But girl, I'ma do it better than your ex-men And I know where your head has been Yeah, you want me, it's evident I'm not one for the flexing But girl, I'ma do it better than your ex-men Letras de canciones Ooh my money looking better than Beyoncé Married to the game, I make her my fiancée Finna ball in this bitch like Dion Waiters I be smoking that pussy like I roll paper I done took, took her to the jet, ay I done had her drip, dripping, pussy wet, ay For that matter I'm slip, slipping on the [?] Running got them bitches tryna plot, ay, ay, ay Bad little bitch, she wanna fuck and I wanna fuck, too Got twenties on a buck, Timbuktu Top [?] nigga pay me and fuck you I done took a twenty on the seven [?] Every little bitch that I'ma run to Got good pussy and some good tongue too I be smoking that pussy, it's like she break a lung too If you want to, baby, we can come through, ooh You feel me knocking so let me in Yeah, I'm the one with the medicine I'm not one for the flexing But girl, I'ma do it better than your ex-men And I know where your head has been Yeah, you want me, it's evident I'm not one for the flexing But girl, I'ma do it better than your ex-men Girl, I'ma do it better than your ex-men Girl, I'ma do it better than your ex-men Girl, I'ma do it better than your ex-men Girl, I'ma do it better than your ex-men Girl, I'ma do it better than your ex-men Girl, I'ma do it better than your ex-men I'm not one for the flexing But girl, I'ma do it better than your ex-men You feel me knocking so let me in Yeah, I'm the one with the medicine I'm not one for the flexing But girl, I'ma do it better than your ex-men And I know where your head has been Yeah, you want me, it's evident I'm not one for the flexing But girl, I'ma do it better than your ex-men From Letras Mania