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You know I had to flex for the summer Blew a bag in Bennihanna Baby girl, tell me, what's your number? Baby girl You know I had to flex for the summer Blew a bag in Bennihanna Baby girl, tell me, what's your number? Baby girl You fuckin' with the number one stunna Scoop you up, and hit Bennihanna Talkin' bout the one that's in the Valley Shawty from Atlanta, but in Cali Hit Rodeo, she in love with all this Prada Feel like Roddy, 10 toes in Balenciaga Versace sheets, damn I feel like Silkk Da Shocka Xan with the soda, 24 and Soulja You know I had to flex for the summer Blew a bag in Bennihanna Baby girl, tell me, what's your number? Baby girl You know I had to flex for the summer Blew a bag in Bennihanna Baby girl, tell me, what's your number? Baby girl Songtexte Broadie shoots, shot Scottie Pippen So many girls, they think I'm trippin' Ridin' in that foreign, foreign whippin' Hit the club, 38 tip it I don't give a fuck, I don't grip it Hop inside the whip, money gettin' They done fell in love with my vision I be gettin' money, guess I'm gettin' it You know I had to flex for the summer Blew a bag in Bennihanna Baby girl, tell me, what's your number? Baby girl You know I had to flex for the summer Blew a bag in Bennihanna Baby girl, tell me, what's your number? Baby girl You know that, I pull up and I'm killin' You know that I'm full forgiato whippin' You know that I'm out gettin' money, whippin' Baby, I don't know why you trippin' You know I had to flex for the summer Blew a bag in Bennihanna Baby girl, tell me, what's your number? Baby girl You know I had to flex for the summer Blew a bag in Bennihanna Baby girl, tell me, what's your number? Baby girl Aus Songtexte Mania