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Oh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm bout to lose it, oh I'm bout to lose it, hey I'm bout to lose it, hey I'm bout to lose it, yah-yah I'm bout to lose it, hey I'm bout to lose it, oh I'm bout to lose it, yah Gettin' the guap, makin' it pop Droppin' the top, hey I made a lot, never a drought Pussy is wet, I'm ringin' it out I don't got shovels I'm diggin' a route, woah-woah-woah Give me some brain, what you thinkin' about? Man it's straight, K Swisha with the 808, oh Palm tree, Miami, yup I'm gainin' weight, skrt Baby top, give me that, yup I need that face Baby top, give me that, yup I need that face If I buy that new i3 will you ride then? Three stacks on the Louie bag, no problem I wear Chanel like woah-woah Diamonds, they lighter than lightbulbs My pockets do need a tummy tuck SongtexteHeard these lil niggas, they fuckin' up I'm gettin' money like what the fuck She my lil rider no matter what She my lil rider no matter what She my lil rider no matter what I'm gettin' money like what the fuck She my lil rider no matter what She my lil rider no matter what She my lil rider no matter what Hey, yah, oh Count up the money and bag it Count up the money and bag it Count up the money and bag it Oh, yah Count up the money and bag it Count up the money and bag it Count up the money and bag it Yah, yah, oh Hey man niggas thought I had one Niggas thought I couldn't come back with somethin' Nigga you out your mind Oh, yah, yah, yah, oh, yah, yah, yah Skrt-srt, oh I'm bout to lose it, yah I'm bout to lose it, oh I'm bout to lose it, yah-yah, oh I'm bout to lose it I'm bout to lose it, yah I'm bout to lose it, yah Switch, switch, swerve I give that bitch what she deserve I ain't fuckin' with a bird Louis duffel full of herb I need that 'Rari by the curb I need that 'Rari by the curb Pull up to the scene, you know a nigga skate If I bend her over then you know a nigga paint Yeah I did it with my squad and they said I can't Actin' like you hard, ugh-ugh, no he ain't Yeah, yeah, uh, I'm bout to lose it Watch how I do it, these niggas stupid I did it easy, woah, theme niggas sleazy, woo My niggas greasy, woo, yeah, my niggas greasy, woo Gosha on my chest, hold up, nigga, flex Ratchet bitch, ya, she put on the set I'm brazy, they know it, she wanna throw it Hop out a whip, hop out a whip, I blow it Yah, yah, I'm gon' blow her mind Oh, oh, I'm gon' blow her mind Yeah, damn, that's your girl she's so fine Yah, oh, Imma blow her mind That shit cray That shit brazy Yah, yah, yah, oh, skrt-skrt Aus Songtexte Mania