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Mike Willy with me nigga Thugger, Thugger, baby I'm out in the booth eating candy and shit Can't get enough, (Can't get enough) Eeeeeeee I cock back the stick and I aim at your dome I say me a prayer then I send your ass home No matter what you can't take me off the throne Aye I fuck with your shit but I don't know what you on What you on What you on What you on Aye I fuck with your shit but I don't know what you on What you on What you on What you on Yeah I fuck with your shit but I don't know what you on That was a mistake, I didn't mean to say that I fuck on that bitch and she don't tell no one, I don't play that I'm real, I just told you so you can know where your lil' bae at And if you ever play about that lil' bitch, I'll beat you like where Zay at They say no one do it better, motor geeked up all etcetera Hop out with thousands of predators I'm hungry, I want some competitors SongtexteAnd that shit get fly like a pelican I'm in LA, I want me some editors Don't step on this landmine I'm geeked out my mind, I'm not mankind But this stick I'ma blast mine Your bitch a tutor, you can class mine Chanel first, no you can't last mine Didn't I tell you 'bout that last time I'm eating so good, it's that crab time I had me some cheese, yeah, I Kraft mine Barter 6, nigga, halftime (Blatt) I cock back the stick and I aim at your dome I say me a prayer then I send your ass home No matter what you can't take me off the throne Aye I fuck with your shit but I don't know what you on What you on What you on What you on Aye I fuck with your shit but I don't know what you on What you on What you on What you on Yeah I fuck with your shit but I don't know what you on Pull up on a bitch, in that foreign with exhaust I just kicked that bitch up out my car and made her walk No I'm not from Texas but I pull up kickin' sauce (ooooohhh weeeee) Christmastime, I spent half a ticket for Jack Frost I stuff that bitch in a fender bender Bend that bitch over like sinner sinner Fuck the police, Man they trying to kill us But I think they know that them slimes are killers (SLIME) Yeah I think they know that them slimes are triller The lots and lots lots of niggas Fuck em all like we some thottie niggas I need four wheels like a tri-cycle Fuck on her friend and she know it, she know it I bought a Jag and then show it, then show it Cuz I really love it, didn't do it to show it Bought a G5 for my boys, my boys Fuck a car note, I don't owe her nothing oh Lactose intolerant, Bae I'm spoiled, I'm spoiled Take me some bars and take off to the stars I done got so high, man, I think I see God (Hey Baby) I cock back the stick and I aim at your dome I say me a prayer then I send your ass home No matter what you can't take me off the throne Aye I fuck with your shit but I don't know what you on What you on What you on What you on Aye I fuck with your shit but I don't know what you on What you on What you on What you on Yeah I fuck with your shit but I don't know what you on Aus Songtexte Mania