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It's Yung Miami, ho City Girl shit Mustard on the beat, ho All I wanna know is where the niggas with the racks at? All I wanna know is where the niggas with the bags at? Hair done, nails done, stomach on flat I'm a real ass, trill ass bitch, I need a nigga like that, where he at? Yo, tell me where the real niggas at I need a nigga like that, where he at? 'Cause I'm a real ass, trill ass bitch, I need a nigga like that I'm a real ass bitch, I need him too hood (Yep) Buy me Louis, take me out, and fuck me too good Take me 'round his homeboys and they whisper They like, "Damn, nigga, do she got a sister?" Wobbly wobbly, drop, drop it on his dick And this pussy tighten up, when he in it, gotta grip Gotta use two hands 'cause my thighs too thick He gotta drop ten bands just to take me on a trip, ayy I need nigga that's gon' pull up with that heat Need a nigga that's gon' leave my wrists on freeze He gon' beat that case, it ain't got no lease Need a nigga that don't fuck with nobody And he don't give a fuck about you hoes Tryna slide in his DM, yeah, I know SongtexteGotta stick under the seat in the Rolls I might catch a bitch coming out the stores, like, "Bitch" All I wanna know is where the niggas with the racks at? All I wanna know is where the niggas with the bags at? Hair done, nails done, stomach on flat I'm a real ass, trill ass bitch, I need a nigga like that, where he at? Yo, tell me where the real niggas at I need a nigga like that, where he at? 'Cause I'm a real ass, trill ass bitch, I need a nigga like that Pussy clean, pussy pink, pussy need to eat In the morning he gon' gargle it like Listerine He know I'm better than his ex, better than his next That's why he got all these diamonds, they drippin' down my neck Wobblity, wobblity, wop, I'ma bounce on it Do my dance, then put my mouth on it All these lil' bitches wanna get like me 'Cause they never met a motherfucker fresh like me They fucking niggas, but you know they give me figures I got my own, but I'ma spend it anyway And if you really wanna know if you a winner When ain't no commas, who these broke bitches pick? Fuck a date, nigga, take me to the bank Trickin' niggas, I do it because I can Then send him home to his BM in the van Then text my other nigga like, "Where you at?" All I wanna know is where the niggas with the racks at? All I wanna know is where the niggas with the bags at? Hair done, nails done, stomach on flat I'm a real ass, trill ass bitch, I need a nigga like that, where he at? Yo, tell me where the real niggas at I need a nigga like that, where he at? 'Cause I'm a real ass, trill ass bitch, I need a nigga like that Put this cookie in your mouth like a Percocet Put my legs on his face like a turtleneck This ain't no race, take your time, nigga, shmurda that Nigga, jump in this pussy, hurdle that I need a real ass nigga that's gon' hold me down Pick a bitch up, lick a bitch down Lick me from the back, smack it 'til it hurt Lift a bitch skirt, nigga, make me squirt Keep a strap in the Jeep case a bitch tweak Hope that nigga got some racks 'cause this ain't cheap I'ma break the whole bank if he date me And hope I don't go in his pockets when he go to sleep Renni Rucci on the beat and the dick Make a nigga lick my feet and my clit Pull it out, it tastes sweet on the lips I need a nigga with some meat on the stick All I wanna know is where the niggas with the racks at? All I wanna know is where the niggas with the bags at? Hair done, nails done, stomach on flat I'm a real ass, trill ass bitch, I need a nigga like that, where he at? Yo, tell me where the real niggas at I need a nigga like that, where he at? 'Cause I'm a real ass, trill ass bitch, I need a nigga like that Where he at? Dumb fat, yeah, you know my ass fatter Where he at? Dumb fat, yeah, you know you like that Aus Songtexte Mania