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Featuring Mike City & Dina Rae I don't want no puny shoes never been a corny dude See me pass by all the fellas point at you Yeah and I just be scalping Black moon style don't front got you open I prefer lounges 90's hip hop Full lip girls with the shiny lip gloss And I get money like 3 way Rick Ross Let them clowns rescue more bitches than pit boss Superficial women that will take me to worse Gold diggers 'cause they hate going to work Fly 'em out and give them the asthma dessert But all they really ever get is facebook pics and a purse I'm on my partying bullshit White be the button up chewing on a toothpick Lady who knew it let's do this Learn that new car snail when I'm bagging up a new chick Pop shit and back it up (x8) Trunk so slick middle name Rick Hand me an eye patch and a cango bitch Rio de Janeiro when a main go whip 'Cause life's a movie like pendejo flicks My watch go bling and my chain go fling SongtexteAnd when I speak my mind then I'm veined oh shit Rasy good money take that to the bank Take your girl for granted I will take your bitch Yeah baby that flow just switched up I'm nasty like 2 girls and one shit cup Fancy, she brazilian waxes Head to gym pony tail and air maxes Ripped abs, she a bad package Got ass that will make a tea party to raise taxes Haters nag 'cause Ras tap think y'all niggers should dress like Chris Cross You ass back with Pop shit and back it up (x8) Aus Songtexte Mania