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Touchin' dog food, the hairon Yeah, McLaren (I just, I just, I just, I just, I just, I just) (I, I, I, I) I be touchin' dog food, the hairon I just bought a new whip, McLaren Talkin' shit 'cause your bitch, be starin' Bitch I'm icey, like I left the air on I be touchin' dog food, the hairon I just bought a new whip, McLaren Talkin' shit 'cause your bitch, be starin' Bitch I'm icey, like I left the air on Fuck the room up with hoes at the Mary yacht Heating up off a dizzle, I'm very hot Got a .9 and a .10, I want every Glock Bitch, I'm no worldwide, I'm known every block You remind me of her, a fuckin' thot Your whole ass nigga, the fuck you thought? I can never fall off, I can nevеr flop I got a mansion, the biggest house upon' thе block I'm the greatest of all time just like Biggie Pac If the bitch keep trippin', get a nigga shot I heard you got that wet, wet That little WAP SongtexteI can show hundred bands, but that's a lil' guap I fucked her and her friend, did a lil' swap Then I nutted in two minute, got a lil' top I just sold a quarter brick, a lil' block Damn, my weapon compacted, that's a lil' Glock I be touchin' dog food, the hairon I just bought a new whip, McLaren Talkin' shit 'cause your bitch, be starin' Bitch I'm icey, like I left the air on I be touchin' dog food, the hairon I just bought a new whip, McLaren Talkin' shit 'cause your bitch, be starin' Bitch I'm icey, like I left the air on Touchin' dog food, the hairon, yeah McLaren Aus Songtexte Mania