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Uh, uh, yeah Walk up in the spot like I'm the shit because I am (I am) Brand new bezel, glossy hair down to my ass (Ass) I cannot go backwards, fuck a nigga with no bag (Uh, uh) And I wish a bitch would, 'cause I'll beat her fuckin' ass (On God) All my bitches bad yeah, yeah, they say we look like twins 'Less he talkin' hunnids, no, I don't need no more friends (Nope) Pussy got low mileage, no, he never traded in And I wish a bitch would, my homegirl'll take her man That shit amazing Did you see her? Goddamn Two seater (Ayy) Real life bad like Aaliyah (That's right) That shit amazing Topline, uh, uh, it's a crime Woke up feelin' like Kash Oh my gosh, oh my goodness, it's so tight can't fit that woody Got that thang bang bang, can't shoot it Lips so fat, got all that booty When bitches start talkin', I be ignorin' (Blah, blah) My shit brand new I just had it imported Pull up in something that you can't afford it You run your mouth, I'ma run up the corner (Ha, ha, ha) SongtexteHit the jeweler, told him bust that down, wrist blazin' Diamonds goin' crazy (Bling) And a bitch can't tell me shit, heels straight from Japan, ship 'em out to the Bay That shit amazing Did you see her? God damn Two seater Real life bad like Aaliyah (That's right) That shit amazing Topline, uh, uh, it's a crime Woke up feelin' like Kash Once upon a time there was a doll, they called her Kash Kept the pistol and the key to that new 'Rari in her bag Two hunnid in the stash, and on the dash Real rich bitch got a bum bitch mad Seen a few pics, now your nigga wanna smash Buyin' everything ain't worry 'bout the tag That shit amazing Did you see her? God damn (Ha, ha, ha, ha) Two seater Real life bad like Aaliyah (That's right) That shit amazing (It's amazing) Topline, uh, uh, it's a crime (Uh, uh) Woke up feelin' like Kash Woke up feelin' like Kash Aus Songtexte Mania