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(Doctor Wokins) Ooh, bring lil' shawty to the room, she a swoop I just sent that boy a pack, it's a dupe Know I'm runnin' with that sack, it's a booster Bitch, catch me dancin' with the racks, I look like [?] I can't even look yo' way for real, 'cause I just [?] [?] inaccurate, [?] tell him "I'll do it" I [?] but I just bring it to her There ain't no point in movin' Uh, what? Playin' this [?], then I move on [?] I'ma shoot out, How you seen lookin for [?] Know I'ma [?] my shit, she bad, got me a bitch [?], you mad, [?] than me Free all my niggas that's stuck in the trap All the [?] stuck in the cap [?] Niggas hating, go take a nap [?], makin' that bank [?], sit on the [?], fadin' in [?] [?] fakin' attachments I was sneaky, [?] direction How these niggas get there with no talent? Letras de canciones1 of 1, bitch I need me a [?] [?] my followers, where is my money? [?] girls, he left 'em runnin' [?] Hear the talkin' but you doin' nothin' We gettin' money (Facts) Ooh, bring lil' shawty to the room, she a swoop... From Letras Mania