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I just need my space right now Yeah, this shit don't stop, this shit still goin' Pour my cup, this shit still flowin', yeah It's us This shit don't stop, this shit still goin' She still waitin', she need to stop It's us Two Cs, two cups, in a old school with a new slut Barry Bonds, juiced up, right left wrist, that's a new truck Bad bitches, rich nigga, crew love, she don't know who to fuck Louis Timb's booted up, gave her some, now she wanna chew me up Yeah, flip words, flip cane, roof flippin', ridin' down Biscayne Turnt but ain't shit change, big pistol make a nigga limp strange Man, you know this shit crazy, nigga get some money and they get lame Get money, fuck fame, I got more than nigga with a big name Nigga call me Big Bruh, keep the bitch from 'round me or she gettin' crushed Grown man, nigga, hush, plain jane cost more than your bust New Benz, old Benz, same friends, new grin in my mouth Big crib, same addy, push up on me, shoot a nigga right dead in his mouth Big steppa, who me? I ain't tryna be nobody top three Good hoes gone wild, off top, this shit ain't nothing to me Caddy V, supercharged, hit the pedal, shit hits like El DeBarge Late night, high roller, six figures posted up at the Mirage Geekin' with a superstar, trust fund baby, just wanna suck the ball Letras de cancionesTen chains, in the hood burnin' rubber, know a nigga lookin' like a God Y'all be droppin' tape after tape after tape, time to go get a job Know this shit make these nigga sick, lil' moms will never stop Most my nigga deal or rob, dead prayers make a nigga feel alive Nigga back to back in traffic, me and Doggy ridin' like we Ricky Bobby How you slime gettin' slimed? Fuck nigga, come and get in with the mob In the coupe talkin' to God, truth be told, that's the only nigga riding Fill the section up with vibes, when I leave, I told 'em get in single line V6 goin' loud, had to pour a cup of lean to bring me down These boys live a lie, get it in while these nigga gettin' by Fuck nigga talkin' foul, make a call, we can put 'em in the sky Numbness in my hand, geekin' on ten, shit to the moon Yeah, hittin' this bitch and her friend, I don't get sprung, I don't jump brooms Feel like Obama 'nem 'cause, yes, we can get nigga boomed Me like Osama now, my ho get bored, she can't leave her room Fuck that, nigga don't pop it like him, I move like Kim, this bitch gon' ooze Bitch wanna play with my jewels, big ol' Cuban sit on her boobs Move around with a short fuse, nigga be pussy, make 'em pay dues Fuck all that sack on juice, I like shit sealed, I don't do loose And I don't drink no wine, my bitch do crimes, I move it like shine Ho said I said I love her, I must've been lyin', that bitch ain't mine Diamonds all over my arms, just me and Face, that's really my kind These nigga ain't my kin, Yeezy shit, I'm a don From Letras Mania