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Came with the t'ick ting, left with a slim one If suttin’ gets dropped, then the beef might stop Pull up on her like darling, local Spartan, Harlem Loose With three darlings, two leng-leng ones, one jarring, ayy tell her to move Mazza, wagwan Came with the t'ick ting, left with a slim one, just cut my ex ting loose If suttin' gets dropped, then the beef might stop but you know it can’t end with truce Pull up on her like darling, local Spartan, Harlem Loose With three darlings, two leng-leng ones, one jarring, ayy tell her to move And this bitch ain't my type, she's raising her eye tryna stop and stare I got this one link, long brown hair, we roll to her crib and she's from 'round there They talk with a 1-2 ride, this 125's caught 1-2 guys You know that your boo come tru' for pipe, she like "shoulda told me you're young, you lied" Splash on me, think twice, don’t do it Got the other side looking like moshpit, broski popped it, your whole day ruined 99 problems like Jay Z, we get shavey, out here Ku-ing Can’t hold my wap pretty lady, sorry baby, I just can't do it I got two bad B’s from east, one slim, legs, hips and thighs They like off white on the side, I need a Air Max with red zip ties But this t-shirt matching my blade, it's black, you don't wanna get your V neck sliced Ten-ten got Ricky late, bad boy but your blikky's fake You know it’s trap season 2, make sure my nittys don't detox SongtexteI'm on the corner trapping like the 80's, do it like Biggie and D-Roc Stack can't fit in my shoe box, remember when we only had Rebooks See opps, dishing out free shots, anytime we spin their block they speed off Came with the t'ick ting, left with a slim one, just cut my ex ting loose If suttin' gets dropped, then the beef might stop but you know it can't end with truce Pull up on her like darling, local Spartan, Harlem Loose With three darlings, two leng-leng ones, one jarring, ayy tell her to move Came with the t'ick ting, left with a slim one, just cut my ex ting loose If suttin' gets dropped, then the beef might stop but you know it can't end with truce Pull up on her like darling, local Spartan, Harlem Loose With three darlings, two leng-leng ones, one jarring, ayy tell her to move DSquared, LV, bit of Fendi, cool kid so they gyal wan' sex me Don't bang on the block, just bet me, I'mma splash this yute if you let me Spend more than 5 on kicks, what's wrong with these pricks? Got more than Jet Li Must've saw Anwar, never met me, in school when I was with Leslie In a VIP, nuff gyal on me, too bad I can't help this jezzie SD with me, two G's with me, shell so hotels get messy See opps in the field, get messy Them yutes been lying, we hotstep and get pressy Deadly, run for their life, they're leggy Plain white T on my ironing board, you know I gotta press out the crease Skin fade with new J's, this dust on the floor just fell out my fleece I just came out the trap with Dave, I always let him test out a piece But this flake no less than a 8, that's slate, ten-ten got the best in the streets Plus 21 days on losses, lost that privilege, PS2 Spilt paint on all 4 pockets, call these vintage DSQ's It's a hundred percent all cotton, mask on, witness, can't see through It's a hundred percent all cotton, mask on, witness, can't see through Came with the t'ick ting, left with a slim one, just cut my ex ting loose If suttin' gets dropped, then the beef might stop but you know it can't end with truce Pull up on her like darling, local Spartan, Harlem Loose With three darlings, two leng-leng ones, one jarring, ayy tell her to move Aus Songtexte Mania