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Ayy, remember lil' nigga be observant? This shit is real, boy, with many different person Ayy, that ain't real love, she ain't worth it I'm sorry, baby, I ain't perfect, I'm learning I feel a vibe when I walk, a nigga nervous Only time I notice when a bitch security searchin' Ayy, and I ain't doin' free verses 'Cause I'm tryna buy my mama new Birkins Yeah, I'm tryna buy my bitch new purses I done changed my bitch life, she was a servant I remember I was busted, I was writin' to her in cursive I ain't tryna keep this, there ain't money, what's the purpose? I'm in the Bay with a Cal, let her spray These bitches wanna taste 'cause that nigga from L.A. I just wanna fuck after the pipe you gotta shake I remember I was lonely, coulda held me with a plate Look, I just wanna fuck, so don't ask if you could stay And you need a dick appointment, not today Is you suckin' dick or not? I ain't call you here to play Bitch, I ain't even bust a nut, so don't ask me if I'm straight I gotta spit, start this bitch with that dry-ass pussy Yeah, her ass look fat, but that shit was dookie I heard you out here burnin' nigga with that stank-ass coochie Yeah, she look like a ten, but it smell like sushi Letras de cancionesAyy, broke, bummy-ass ho, hell nah, we can't talk, bitch All you thought I was rappin', I'm here to talk shit Pop shit, he slippin', I had to feed him some hot shit We seen him on that side, next thing you know, he smell like dog shit You said what? They call you who? Bitch, you not shit Oh, you a nigga? Ha-ha, yeah, you thot, bitch I heard about you, you ain't even on that block, bitch You just a dick-suckin' nigga, don't get shocked, bitch Ayy, and tell that bitch drop pen, I'm finna drop dick Don't be goin' through my phone, that's that cop shit You had a baby and got fat, you a flop, bitch Hell nah, you can't kick it on my block, bitch And you can call your baby daddy, he gon' get shot, bitch And you can call your little brother, he gon' get socked, bitch That's what you get for goin' dumb over this cock, bitch Big bankroll plus I'm fly as in a cockpit Big black trucks pullin' up in all Escalades I've been fuckin' bitches, countin' money since the seventh grade Told her if I leave her, don't be sad, it's gon' be better days I'ma be a dog 'til I die, I'ma never change Okay, first thing first, a bitch can't get shit When they sent, they always jump shit Okay, talk to me nice with somethin' mean on her lips I stand on what I say, bitch, I mean what I meant, uh Bitch, by all means, I'm a dog with that strap Fuck T-shirt, put dog on a hat Uh, yes sir, no cap When I die I'm with the opps, so I still won't relax Do a bitch dirty like some left out laundry Coke mirror, Mac and Coke, you can find me Ayy, I gotta keep slugs 'cause I'm slimy Snake 'em, take 'em back, don't do 'em grimy Do a bitch dirty like some left out laundry Coke mirror, Mac and Coke, you can find me Ayy, I gotta keep slugs 'cause I'm slimy Snake 'em, take 'em back, don't do 'em grimy From Letras Mania