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Aye Drunk in Atlanta I'm at you crib with the pack like I'm Santa (Santa) With a bitch from Havana Fuck with the cream you get peeled like banana (Baby) I pull out you panic Ice on my wrist it took down the Titanic (Woo) I'm at Giuseppe I'm in the back of the store gettin' Becky (Woo) Bitch Baby! This type of shit that's gon' make them go crazy (Like woo) I just pulled up in a brand new Mercedes (Woo) She said she pregnant that can't be my baby (Woo, yeah) I was just stuck in the trap and they saved me (Like woo) Bitch, hop out the coupe Dunk on your bitch and I hang from the hoop (Like woo) Bitch, Givenchy my suit Me and Lil Baby pull up alley oop (Woo, yeah) Think I'm no-winsky I'm at your crib with mom sippin' whiskey (Woo) Gravy got love for the south (Baby) I'll fight your bitch at the Waffle House (Baby) Think I'm Larry Bird, bitch Dunk on your bitch cervix SongtexteTalkin' 'bout you heard shit What you heard? Bitch Ready my hip, pardon my drip Reach in my pocket, I pull out your bitch Bentley my whip, came with the grip Found out my bitch couldn't fit She fuckin' thick, bitch Drunk in Atlanta I'm at you crib with the pack like I'm Santa (Woah) With a bitch from Havana Fuck with the cream you get peeled like banana (Baby) I pull out you panic Ice on my wrist it took down the Titanic (Woah, bitch) I'm at Giuseppe I'm in the back of the store gettin' Becky Bitch Baby! This type of shit that's gon' make them go crazy (Like woo) I just pulled up in a brand new Mercedes (Woo) She said she pregnant that can't be my baby (Woo, yeah) I was just stuck in the trap and they saved me (Like woo) Bitch, hop out the coupe Dunk on your bitch and I hang from the hoop (Like woo) Bitch, Burberry suit Me and Lil Baby pull up alley oop (Woo, yep) Think I'm Tim Duncan How come your mom and your bitch call me pumpkin (Woo, Hoe) Dip in the taxi Fuck on your bitch in the back of the Zaxby's, bitch I don't play games nigga, know that I just want to screw it like I Kodak I done got the brain, you can come and get your hoe back I can find a bag anywhere, fuck a Lojac I just call the phone when I'm perkin' 'bout the throwback I'ma let my chain hang, everywhere I go at I done been to chain gang, I don't want to go back These that hoopin' shit baby You gotta break the pussy ankles baby Dream shaker titties (Like woo) Bitch, hop out the whip Pull up I'm lookin' like Tokyo Drift (Whoa) Bitch I got the gift Scoop up your mama Lil bitch in my Lyft (Whoa) Bitch Magic Johnson Pull up I gave her that Magic Johnson Yeah, I'm in the kitchen Bitch it's Young Gravy I'm splashin' on Pippen Aus Songtexte Mania