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Uh, uh I just pulled up in an all white 'Vette And I got so many hoes from Japan And I got a Glock, it came with a stick like a dustpan Black men don't cheat, my bitch love me, I don't fuck fans (Oh my God) Ready, set, go Off-White Bred 4's She want a red rose Ayy, but all I got is blue hundreds That cash on my lap and that Glock in the back (Ayy) I'm in the trap and I'm rockin' GAP Oh my god, you snapped Ayy, you snapped Ayy, you snapped Ayy, you snapped Ayy, you snapped Ayy, you snapped Ayy, you snapped Ayy, you snapped Ayy, you snapped, ayy Racin' it up, like Kentucky Derby Her pussy be clean, but my cup be dirty I'm Junie B. Jones when I write in my journal Play with her kitty, Sanrio and Friends Ayy, I'll put these .223's in your Benz I stay with a tool, like Phineas and Ferb Ayy, ain't no part two, bitch, this is the end Aus Songtexte Mania