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Pretty white bitches sniffin' cocaine My trap house live like the "Soul Train" I had a dream when I was a young nigga (me too) Bad bitches Young live money, big pound of weed in that motherfucker Gang gang, yeah If she ain't pretty, she can't ride with me (hell no) If she ain't got ass, I don't wanna smash (no thank you) Weed so good, I don't wanna pass (whoooo) All I smoke is killer (strong), your bitch look like "Thriller" (damn) I might pull up and serve you a pound on a four-wheeler (skrrt) Fuckin' with the realest, don't know a nigga realer (aye) Yeah, I can show you how to make that money triple (work) Took her out to eat, fucked her on the river (huh) Syrup sipper, and she fuck with that liquor (yeah) Took her out to eat, fucked her on the river (yeah) She started with me first, pulling on my zipper (yeah) She thick-ilicious, so you know I had to hit her God damn, hell no, boy you know I didn't kiss her (no) I'm from Memphis you know I thought about pimping (yup) G's up hoes down I might break a bitch like I break down a pound Want the work for cheap jump on a plane go out of town Yeah you see that boy solid make that pussy stay from round SongtexteAll I wanna do is count money lay up with my lil' bitch Rich niggas ain't dumb, dumb niggas ain't rich If she ain't pretty, she can't ride with me (hell no) If she ain't got ass, I don't wanna smash (no thank you) Weed so good, I don't wanna pass (whoooo) All I smoke is killer (strong), your bitch look like "Thriller" (damn) I might pull up and serve you a pound on a four-wheeler (skrrt) Fuckin' with the realest, don't know a nigga realer (aye) Yeah, I can show you how to make that money triple (work) Took her out to eat, fucked her on the river (huh) All I smoke is killer, gotta shout out Killer See me in the club I be standing next to killers Got a crib in Cali so my car ain't got no ceilings Smellin' like that KK when I walk into the building Thankful, tryna get another million Get jammed up he gon' sing like Bryson Tiller Garage look like the dealer Got 'em look familiar Plus I rep them Stealers Don't care what the bill is Buy it all, buy it all, buy it all I met the bitch on the first night she gon' try it all Lie for bad for a nigga cause he keep tryna call Got a Rover at my crib, she'll be back to you tomorrow If she ain't pretty, she can't ride with me (hell no) If she ain't got ass, I don't wanna smash (no thank you) Weed so good, I don't wanna pass (whoooo) All I smoke is killer (strong), your bitch look like "Thriller" (damn) I might pull up and serve you a pound on a four-wheeler (skrrt) Fuckin' with the realest, don't know a nigga realer (aye) Yeah, I can show you how to make that money triple (work) Took her out to eat, fucked her on the river (huh) Aus Songtexte Mania