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Uh, excuse me for trippin', you ain't fuckin' with my pimpin' Get a bag, spend a bag, swipin' up off my wishlist Yeah, excuse me for trippin', pussy, stay up out my business Tried to play me like a fool, now he mad that he can't lick it Uh, mad bitch, sad bitch, hatin' bitch too You ain't gang and you can't hang, now you ain't even fuckin' with my crew I beat the road right out the bitches Bitch, I'm the one and not the two Been Big PLUTO to you hoes, yeah, I'm the queen and who is you? Like who is you? Huh, excuse me for spittin', you get to swipin' all your spendin' I was broke just like six months ago My pockets stuffed, I'm 'bout to live it Like, excuse me for spittin', you bitches now rich and winnin' Like I said, go get a bag, you steady blowin' up my mentions Uh, mad bitch, sad bitch, hatin' bitch too You ain't gang and you can't hang, now you ain't even fuckin' with my crew I beat the road right out the bitches, bitch, I'm the one and not the two Been Big PLUTO to you hoes, yeah, I'm the queen and who is you? Like who is you? Who is you, bitch? Now, who is you? (Now, who is you?) Huh, huh You get one time to fuck with me, the second time to boot And I hate to say it twice, so listen up, bitch, is you cool? Like, is you cool, bitch? Huh, hey, I said one time— what? Letras de canciones I beat the road right out the bitches 'cause I'm the one and not the two Been Big PLUTO to you hoes, yeah, I'm the queen and who is you? What? I said, "Excuse, lil' mama, keep Big PLUTO up out the drama" Never worried 'bout the next, you on the 'net, I'm countin' commas Smart bitch, who? Bitch, I'm Big Mama, and you clamin' you hardest Man check the stat' ho, it's a fuckin' PLUTO Summer (Haha, like, who is you?) Huh? Who is you, bitch? What? I beat the road right out the— huh? What? I beat the road right out the bitches, bitch, I'm the one and not the two Hahahaha, not the two Bitch, I'm the one and not the— Man, cut the beat, hahaha From Letras Mania