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I ain't even got a dick for y'all to be on These hoes copy my style, they love the shit I been on You can have that nigga and that raggedy ass Nissan Get your feet on, bitch I'm wavier than three prawns At the restaurant I had some lobster and like three prawns (?) Ramen noodle bitch I told you you a peon Small bitch think I'm scared of you Not at all bitch I just head straight at the bank I don't fall bitch Diamonds in my chain doing my thing Hot like August Walk up in the store, buy it all I like all this Know she not hating on a girl I'm a boss bitch I don't want nothing that don't cost Yeah I'm flawless Where I'm from niggas bang bang And they heartless Real ones take wins, never take losses Bitches out their mind Trying to sound like I I heard all them songs Them shits sound like bye Bitches out their mind SongtexteTrying to sound like I I heard all them songs Them shits sound like bye Are you mad or nah you man enough Cause I made it now And I'm getting money And I'm better now Right back to the money Gotta add it now I like getting money I'm an addict now Bitches talking funny What is that about? Got the rachets on me We can clap it out Baby girl don't do it You don't have the clout You know I'm with the shits We can have it out Aye Pull up on a bitch with the ski mask like Catwoman Take that and take that take that take that woman I don't want you hoes thinking its sweet here, its low fat Pull up on you find out where you at like a lojack Cuban bitch you know that Walk through need four racks I don't walk talk to these niggas where my dough at I need some Backwoods, some weeds where that potent Bitches be thinking they fire they so wack In person these hoes need a filter These bitches ugly, I killed her All my aggression just built up I got the sauce I don't feel her She think she real but she can't get realer Yeah hoe Are you mad or nah Cause I made it now And I'm getting money And I'm better now Right back to the money Gotta add it now I like getting money I'm an addict now Bitches talking funny What is that about? Got the rachets on me We can clap it out Baby girl don't do it You don't have the clout You know I'm with the shits We can have it out Aye Aus Songtexte Mania