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Rick Owens, bitch, I'm totting, mix the Sprite with something potent Shawty sloping, I can't focus, stack that paper, get the golden We in motion, backshots, moaning, ride the wave, and feel the ocean Money always on my mind, cannot be broke, these thotties joking Slurp it up, slurp it up, slurp it up good She think I'm a lumberjack, I distribute that wood Slurp it up, slurp it up, slurp it up good You want a relationship? Think you misunderstood, ayy Slurp it up, slurp it up, slurp it up good She think I'm a lumberjack, I distribute that wood Slurp it up, slurp it up, slurp it up good You want a relationship? Think you misunderstood, ayy Bitch, I'm tryna fuck, give a fuck what you think Bitch, get on my dick, I go hard in the paint I just slapped that ass, she a slut for the pain She didn't wanna fuck, so she walked in the rain That boy wanna talk shit, talk shit But, bitch, I'm so [?], never on the fence, bitch He mad 'cause his ho on dick, nah, she bad We left his body bloodied up, and shit This the shit that leave a nigga body numb This the shit that leave a nigga body numb Runnin' up this cash, now, she like, "Give me some" Bad bitch, you can get up on this dick, don't run away when I get in yo' guts Songtexte In yo' guts, break it up, home wrecker I know she a slut 'cause these lyrics make her wetter Hit it perfect angle with the shot, don't need a setter Aim assist turned off, shawty screaming out five letters, ayy, ayy, ayy Like, bitch, I keep it low-key, I don't throw NZ, back to Ella, bitch, you know we make that toast From the usos to my tokos, all my brothers, we on go Cuffing ain't in my vocab', that's something I don't know I don't know, bitch Fuckin' on yo' throat, bitch Yeah, I'm on my grown shit Yo' girl on her ho shit I just go real slow, bitch Can't fuck with no bones, shit Backshots in my zone, bitch I'ma switch the flow quick, ayy, ayy, ayy Slurp it up, slurp it up, slurp it up good She think I'm a lumberjack, I distribute that wood Slurp it up, slurp it up, slurp it up good You want a relationship? Think you misunderstood, ayy Slurp it up, slurp it up, slurp it up good She think I'm a lumberjack, I distribute that wood Slurp it up, slurp it up, slurp it up good You want a relationship? Think you misunderstood, ayy Aus Songtexte Mania