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Don't you forget it, you should be mindin' yo business Don't worry bout what you be hearin' Don't ask no questions bout who I be fuckin' , it's nothing Don't let that type of shit get you worried Don't need attention, they riding for clout Just did a show, got a whole new amount Just had a son, put him in a new house With a maid and a trust and a brand new account, Kay You speaking on me, bitch I do what I want This pussy his plate, he gon clean all his corners Call him whenever, I want it, I get it While you at home texting him saying it's tension, damn I fuck with bitches that want it I fuck with bitches that get it You fuck with bitches that do it for likes and the hype and be broke off the gram bitch you trippin' Ask how i'm doing, I tell her i'm straight Back out the country, i'm prolly with bae Get in this pussy, he say it's a lake While you saving hoes it should come with a cape Ain't about motion, I need me a fatty Pulling my hair I be calling him daddy St-St stuttering, say what you mean Pretty, no titties, deposit on C's Show me the money, i'm robbing the bank Hoes getting mad cause I did what they can't SongtexteI'm getting sleepy and you getting boring Pussy so good, tryna give me a daughter I ask him bout it he tell me it's water You gon need napkins right after yo order, Kay Pretty lil bitch and i'm paid, Kay Show me the money, i'm robbing the bank Hoes getting mad cause I did what they can't I'm getting sleepy and you getting boring Pussy so good, tryna give me a daughter I ask him bout it he tell me it's water You gon need napkins right after yo order, Kay Pretty lil bitch and i'm paid, Kay I need a bag I ain't do it for clout You in the comments, you hype from a couch Ain't worried bout bitches with no car and no job and a room in a house, ha Hey lil Amir, I guess he left it in Gave him a trust that don't come with no limit Worried bout who I let have it, or you more concerned I ain't letting you get it, oh I can't go back to the bottom I like my niggas with no baby mamas Less she stay in place and don't give me no drama Ain't fighting nobody my 9 like Osama He call me sugar, this pussy is sweet He eat it all, from the top to my feet Don't need no spit pussy, do what it should, say If he don't moan, it ain't good, Kay If he ain't packin' i'm leaving him right where he standing and that's automatic, Kay I might go fuck on a Heisman receiver All at his games, in his jersey supportin' I might just go make a movie, while I put it on him and let him record it, Kay I make him sang like he Lucci When he get inside it he out till the morning , ha Show me the money, i'm robbing the bank Hoes getting mad cause I did what they can't I'm getting sleepy and you getting boring Pussy so good, tryna give me a daughter I ask him bout it he tell me it's water You gon need napkins right after yo order, Kay Pretty lil bitch and i'm paid, Kay Show me the money, i'm robbing the bank Hoes getting mad cause I did what they can't I'm getting sleepy and you getting boring Pussy so good, tryna give me a daughter I ask him bout it he tell me it's water You gon need napkins right after yo order, Kay Pretty lil bitch and i'm paid, Kay Aus Songtexte Mania