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Yeah Uh Still the same chick you ain't fuckin' with (Yeah) Give me some P and I'll double it (Yeah) I don't care about no other shit (Yeah) Bring in everybody that I'm coming with (Uh) Please, don't call me by my government This rap ting, I'm having fun with it I'll give it back when I'm done with it Baby, I'm one in a million Like a little dick, I ain't feeling 'em (Yeah) Roll up a spliff and I'm billing 'em (Ooh) I'm on all the smoke, I'll get rid of 'em (Ooh) Put in work and I'm diligent You can tell by my emblem Been about it since I was an elephant Ain't an angel but this pussy Hevean sent (Uh) Gang and I'm feminine None of these bitches is levelling New name should be lace front The way I be stayin' ahead of 'em It's me that they reference Get in my way and I'm deading 'em Eating these bitches, it's evident Heat them up, that's just my preference Letras de canciones (Yeah) If it ain't you then it's due to be us (Uh) There ain't nothing to discuss Drawing me out, I'm getting you rubbed (Okay) Hands on the wheel, my foot on the clutch (Woo) Lost in the wind, eat up the dust (Woo) My niggas will handle it if it's a must Run up the tab and we ain't going Dutch (Uh) It can get blood if we in the cut Lie on my name, I'm getting you tucked Ain't a masseuse, I'm getting you touched (I'm getting you touched, bitch) Throwing salt but can't kill these slugs (Kill it, kill it) Call up my name and I'm calling your bluff (Uh) If I did it once, I'ma do it again I'll see it through to the end Ain't gotta like me, ain't gotta pretend Got my eye on a nemey, eye on a friend Check out the fur (The fur), look at the bling Look at the ice (Ice), look at the ring My hittas will slide if you wanna swing Oh, you wanna play? Then let it begin (Uh) Got you in the ropes, I'm weighing 'em in Waist slim, you chances slim How you gonna win? You my next of kin (Kin) Rubbing it in, I know what it takes to get under your skin (Skin) Yeah, the way that I'm killing 'em should be a sin If it ain't you then it's due to be us (Uh) There ain't nothing to discuss Drawing me out, I'm getting you rubbed (Okay) Hands on the wheel, my foot on the clutch (Woo) Lost in the wind, eat up the dust (Woo) My niggas will handle it if it's a must Run up the tab and we ain't going Dutch (Uh) It can get blood if we in the cut Lie on my name, I'm getting you tucked Ain't a masseuse, I'm getting you touched (I'm getting you touched, bitch) Throwing salt but can't kill these slugs (Kill it, kill it) Call up my name and I'm calling your bluff (Uh) From Letras Mania