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Woah Ayy, woah Ayy, woah Okay, ayy I got money on my mind, I can't think straight She a bad bitch in her T-shirt I can get off anything, know my cheese string I know he can't, huh, that's why he hate, hey I be outside, fuck a speed day This a X5, bae, fuck a speed race Yeah, and I'm no best now Got a problem, nigga, say that with your chest out See if he check out with me Huh, she want sex now with me (Woah) I keep the best 'round with me (Yeah) I let you out my board, are you down to drown with me? (Hey, oh) I lost the whole heart right before I found many (Woah) Hold still, no pills tonight I found your kryptonite So high, I ain't leavin' out the crib tonight I let it slide, but it hurt when you left my side Midbar got a road like a fuckin' bike ride I'm tryna tell the truth, mommy, but I might lie Before the Palm Angel, I just wanted HighFive Letras de cancionesI'll go by the whole wall with the money on my mind I got money on my mind, I can't think straight She a bad bitch in her T-shirt I can get off anything, know my cheese string I know he can't, huh, that's why he hate, hey I be outside, fuck a speed day This a X5, bae, fuck a speed race Yeah, and I'm no best now Got a problem, nigga, say that with your chest out See if he check out with me Okay, black truck, two lanes, both of us switchin' lanes Downtown, two hoes, both of 'em pretty If it ain't prop money, it's nothin' to me When I was down bad poor, they say nothin' to me (Hey) But now I ain't poor, my nigga Baddie in my phone like, what's up, mami? Hey, say the circle small, you can't join us, no way So I be too deep, ooh Pay tithes, but these bitches too deep It's too steep She on the two seats with two seats I couldn't have the boy around 'cause he too sheats From Letras Mania