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Shit, dookie baby (I like it) Uh Groovy Goddamn, I took my shoes off and shit Get comfortable I want y'all to feel at home Southern hospitality shit Midwest reality type shit She already decided (She did) So, I'm just like, "Fuck it" Maybe I shouldn't be doin' me any more So bubbly Okay, huh Soon as I walk in this bitch (I walk) She already decided (Uh oh) She walking' up out of this bitch (She's gone) I'm already excited (Oh no) I'm high, I'm parched in the bitch I broke my foot in the mosh pit, then put my the arch on the list If you don't know, don't talk to me bitch Piss me, St. Lou chill, nigga First ones on my hills, 'figger Thank God for my blunt filter More solid than all you Brita niggas I just hired me a sous chef to make sushi for my new bae SongtexteNiggas be playin' 2K, smokin' K2 like, I hate dudes To be honest, I'm Prada Fuckin' no pity, and I def don't gotta Thick bitch tell me that she just got back up Tryna throw that back up, gotta get my ass back up Standin' on (Standin' on), standin' on (Standin' on) Standin' on, big tall bitch, lay what you standin' on Nothin', jump, jump on a bitch and I every time stomp on it Take a dump on it, tell her, "I'm not a stoner" Yeah, I like when we fuck and she drunk on it Only call for the dick, I'm a component Look, I'm a component When I beat it up, leave lumps on it (Hey, why do you do this every time? Yeah, yeah What the fuck, nigga) All my friends important and my weed potent And my whip imported and my bitch is gorgeous Said, "The legend comin'," nigga, who you votin' for? Bernie blunt, what you askin' questions for? (Nigga, what you mean what am I askin' questions for?) If she a matador I keep a mattress for her Know she soft, don't know why she actin' hard Pink legend, I deserve a Patrick Star, huh And I just press to start, uh And I just want your uh But you can bring your heart, huh Aus Songtexte Mania