Oh, oh
It's your boy hot breezy
Fucking with polow the dizzy
(Let's go)
My money rollin', we rollin'
Doin' the rock sixty on a highway
I don't want it your way, I want it my way
Nigga that's my way, I hit the highway
Nigga get your throw up
Hoes down, g's up
Bout to hope in the coop
Ball it, weed up
Nigga take out your roof
Hold up mane, this is my shit
Turn it up nigga bump my shit
(Oh shit)
I was hungry now I'm eating like a motherfucker
Yeah nigga, n means like a motherfucker
You vampire ass niggas call it blood suckas
I'm having sex with your moma call me motherfucker
I slied in and call it tummy tuck it
I call it friends, call it buddy fuck it
Between all the rockets yeah I keep the money coming
Between all the teams, still keep the huneys loving
Yeah they loving me
Still pop the pubble li?
The Maserati grab the tech, yeah you cover me?
I'm going hard to the paint they can't cover me
Imma 100 degrees times a 100 degrees, nigga watcha gonna see
Nigga get your throw up
Hoes down, g's up
Bout to hope in the coop
Ball it, weed up
Nigga take out your roof
Hold up mane, this is my shit
Turn it up nigga bump my shit
Yeah I grind like a got a big dick
Probably 'cause I got a big dick
Talk slick slam first like big 6
Chicks get, so get it when they see me
I always understood when niggas say they wanna beat me
Remember when I was told
My swag made it seem like I had a lil mo
Man I was so faboulous without the lil mo
Damn I was geegy without the lil crusy had the actor all squeezy
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