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You can lead a bitch to the water, but you can't make the bitch drink I was really trappin' them quarters, on the block uppin' rank Drank lean like I sip water Had to put down on the pains A thick ol' bitch just sent me ass pics sittin' on the sink Fell too in deep with the streets Feel like we react as newly-weds I'm trappin' deep, and I'm trappin' C, and trappin' Sudafed Crackers took my jewelry, damn, I think I wanna sue the feds And, my bitch just cut me off and got a hamster, don't know who to beg Like, damn, we startin' over [?] Niggas tryna cross me out, niggas tryna fuck me over Niggas tryna boss me out, bitches tryna run me ovеr Crackers tryna crop me out, lawyer keep sayin' that it's ovеr But, the lawyer got last say so I'm out here lookin' for old opp with a brand new Draco Before you drop, I need a alibi Fly my bitch to Caicos That Drac' gon' sound like a lullaby, wish death on all these fake hoes Niggas say they pushin' P, I'm like, "What P they pushin'?" Niggas P ain't stand for P, that stand for, "Pussy" Niggas can't even reach my lap, I spent two-hundred K on cushion I'm tryna whip my dope, my bitch be mad, like, "Bae, I'm cookin'" I know, bae, I'm lookin' You ain't [?] no record, rich ass nigga, but, I still play the bucket Know how to swindle a bitch, growin' up, we used to go play hookey Letras de cancionesStay own on my shit, in other shit, stay up on my [?] Yo' feet ain't fast enough, pussy nigga, you can't even duck no fully Mm, stay down with these Ms, now I'm super-rich In the projects stay with my Timbs, get super-trench Baby way too wet for me, she leave me super drenched I don't like no borin' bitch over here, bae, we get super lit Feel like you ready to do me bad, you ask me who I'm with I know why niggas mad 'cause niggas got a ran through bitch I'm bettin' a top dollar niggas ain't never rent my bitch Nigga, I'm a shot caller, I wouldn't even stamp yo' bitch Nigga, I'm a big baller, big dawg like Rottweiler These niggas cock blockers, these niggas show stoppers Ain't got to blow no bag, real penny ho dropper These niggas cappin' for the 'Gram, they don't want no problems I keep my heart stuffed in my pocket and keep it zipped B got some big ol' lips, I think she got her lips [?] They ask me why I act like that, got pain built up She show me real love, that's why my main filled up But, enough of that, doin' niggas bad, I'm treatin' niggas ass like a punchin' bag If you down bad, I'll front the sack If you fucked up, I might look out for you If a nigga take they life and put it on the line, they really love you If a bitch gon' beat that visitation down, then, that bitch really love you If a nigga don't show you action, how you know that nigga gon' be for you How I'ma know nigga if we really rockin'? Spin a block with a ****, left him Milly Rockin' Cruisin' through the city, keep a mini nina up in my pocket Cappin' for these niggas, y'all school boys, niggas need to stop it Yeah, you get some money, but you niggas know who really poppin' Know who started all this hit, 'bout me, niggas 'bout to drop it Mm, stay down with these Ms, now I'm super-rich In the projects stay with my Timbs, get super-trench Baby way too wet for me, she leave me super drenched I don't like no borin' bitch over here, bae, we get super lit Feel like you ready to do me bad, you ask me who I'm with I know why niggas mad 'cause niggas got a ran through bitch I'm bettin' a top dollar niggas ain't never rent my bitch Nigga, I'm a shot caller, I wouldn't even stamp yo' bitch From Letras Mania