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She tried take man for banter Louis V, Gucci this like I'm Santa Deep down, I know that she want me So girl, stop with the frontin', yeah Baddest in the black dress named Bianca Oh, now you got me runnin' down, panther Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Now come and put it pon me The tings from the motherland She bad and I'ma tell you all about it Before I pound it, the pum-pum She tried to make me have it She a bad B, but she good feed Any time I give her a bone, she in a good mood Any time I marry her phone, I tell her leave that alone Let's do this ting on the sly, I'll be your ting on the side She put her foot down, that's why I feel her The way she actin' petty, I don't let her take the Beemer I been sippin' Maggie, I been starin' at your batty Lookin' thick in that trackie, so it's choppin', I'll soon see ya Oh, now you're givin' me signs, feelin' the vibe The waistline's dead in my line, there's no denyin' Are you really tryna waste my time? B, I'm just tryna make you mine Songtexte She tried take man for banter Louis V, Gucci this like I'm Santa Deep down, I know that she want me So girl, stop with the frontin', yeah Baddest in the black dress named Bianca Oh, now you got me runnin' down, panther Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Now come and put it pon me Yo, it started out one night (Uh) Next thing, I'm your driver Any time you text, you try tell me it's a minor You said you weren't like them gyal Look, I didn't see a future, now I'm buyin' you designer Look, I know we young and wreckless Boo boo, if I were you, I wouldn't test us, ayy Even though I expected you to do me dirty I still want you for my breakfast You only fuck around with ballers 'cah you no play fair You stress a young boy out, make 'em grow grey hair Man, you got me under pressure, you love a big spender But now that times are hard, you want me out like Wenger, ah Oh, now you're givin' me signs, look in my eyes The waistline's got me for life, I'll do the time Just say you're a ride or die So you can never take what's mine, ah She tried take man for banter (Whoa) Louis V, Gucci this like I'm Santa (Yeah, yeah) Deep down, I know that she want me (She wants me) So girl, stop with the frontin', yeah Baddest in the black dress named Bianca Oh, now you got me runnin' down, panther Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Now come and put it pon me Yeah, she a gangster, gangster Ooh, hella banter, banter (Ayy) I'm a G, I'm a G But I'm cappin' for the panther, panter Gangster, gangster Ayy, she got banter, banter Look, I'm a G, I'm a G But I'm cappin' for the panther, panter Aus Songtexte Mania