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Aye, Aye I'm just tryna fuck Larsa Pippen I'm rocking all that blue like I'm cripping I'm on that monkey business bitch I'm chimping Fuck her while she high she tripping Kick her out the crib 'cause I'm pimping Every time I speak she gon' listen Staring at my piece it gon' glisten She calling on the phone 'cause she miss it She a perc addict She fucking for a Birkin or a new Patek Ion playboy like the rabbit Feeling like MJ 'cause I'm sliding (Skrt) And she want it now so I'm diving And she wanna let me get inside it (Bitch) Got thе bag on me and I'm sliding I was like damn what the fuck arе we doing Hop up in a Benz you in a Berwick Getting this shit yeah I knew it From day one yeah I knew it Got the fucking bag in the back seat 2 Million cash up like an Athlete And I'm always on a run no track meet And I'm starving for this shit like I'm fasting Letras de cancionesThis a 3 peat got the heat no Miami I live and breathe music, think 'bout it when I sleep I see major things fuck a minor set back I'll be free Posting up in the scene good music blasting And the shawty's dancing all up in Cali Everyday I keep moving forward without a single penalty Tryna dodge the felonies My pockets carry heavy things Stainless steel card, told my bitch buy everything At the mall get the Fendi or the Louis V And I'm balling like Kobe Bean RIP showed me that mentality, Yeah This ain't no one week run Linsanity You know how it be cheifing at the crib heavily Kick her out the crib I ain't got no empathy Fuck her all night 'cause shawty looking heavenly Give her good D you could call me Patrick Beverly Bitch don't question me this ain't no Jeopardy Got a bad bitch out in Tennessee And she wan' attend to me And we sipping Hennessy Nutted on her brain just to make sure she remember me From Letras Mania