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Out here having my way get with me (speak) Niggas ain't talking bout nun in the city Standing on couches and standing on business (woo) Niggas ain't cut like me I'm different (nope) Stacks on deck count bread on the yacht (boat) Rolling up za some dead in the gar (fhhhh) Whip so big fit the bed in the car (skrt) Drop a bag on em I'm fed up with y'all (go) Run a marathon back to back give me top (ugh) You the type niggas put trust in a thot (pussy) Way too tempting your feelings on God Told the hoe watch how you touch me I'm hot House so big got a ten car garage This bitch is a demon but treat me like God You never stood on no business for us I never pay for protection on God Broke nigga broke nigga You a real joke nigga I look like a dope dealer Chain pull a hoe quicker My niggas fly niggas real deal go getters When I push a button I can't tell em stop Been having work never punched on no clock 15 jumped off the porch with a Glock (facts) Fuck all these niggas put F on the car (wheels) Letras de cancionesLil bitch so lucky she f'ing a star (ugh) This shit can get serious gotta know if you with me The life that I'm living get more than tricky They come by the ten they come by the dozen They come by the sister they come by the cousin This Glock that I'm toting got a special effect Button on the back make it hit like a tech (fhh fhh fhh fhh) Button the back make it hit like a drum (brr) Brr I know hear the alarm Out here having my way get with me (speak) Niggas ain't talking bout nun in the city Standing on couches and standing on business (woo) Niggas ain't cut like me I'm different (nope) Stacks on deck count bread on the yacht (boat) Rolling up za some dead in the gar (fhhhh) Whip so big fit the bed in the car (skrt) Drop a bag on em I'm fed up with y'all (go) Run a marathon back to back give me top (ugh) You the type niggas put trust in a thot (pussy) Way too tempting your feelings on God Told the hoe watch how you touch me I'm hot House so big got a ten car garage This bitch is a demon but treat me like God You never stood on no business for us I never pay for protection on God V-lax side I'm in a Maybach truck (skrt) All white brick selling shirt tank cut Pour a three inside of a gas station cup Pour don't hold it lil nigga drink up (go) Bought her some ass then bought her some titties (ugh) First you was trash I made her saddity Uhh Told her don't play with my pimping I give her sweet dick like uncle willie (ugh) I wanna know who she know before I hit her Won't hesitate to cut her off I'm that nigga You better be humble (why?) I'll block your number the message you sent did not get delivered They can't tell me shit my momma didn't whoop me I ain't no killer but please don't push me You had the drop and you missed you a rookie (member) I got the proof that you nigga pure pussy (on God) Out here having my way get with me (speak) Niggas ain't talking bout nun in the city Standing on couches and standing on business (woo) Niggas ain't cut like me I'm different (nope) Stacks on deck count bread on the yacht (boat) Rolling up za some dead in the gar (fhhhh) Whip so big fit the bed in the car (skrt) Drop a bag on em I'm fed up with y'all (go) Run a marathon back to back give me top (ugh) You the type niggas put trust in a thot (pussy) Way too tempting your feelings on God Told the hoe watch how you touch me I'm hot House so big got a ten car garage This bitch is a demon but treat me like God You never stood on no business for us I never pay for protection on God On God On God On God On God From Letras Mania