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Smokin' on a junt with my niggas drinkin' O.E
Stop off, stop off at the liquor store
Get your 'Gnac, then we headed for the Indo
Smokin' on a junt with my niggas drinkin' O.E
Stop off, stop off at the liquor store
Get your 'Gnac, then we headed for the Indo
I'm tryna fuck somethin' right now
That lil' ho, she tryna fuck somethin' right now
I'm-, I'm tryna fuck somethin' right now
That lil' ho, she tryna fuck somethin' right now
Shawty wanna fuck? Whoa
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
Shawty wanna fuck? Whoa
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
Shawty wanna fuck? Whoa
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
Shawty wanna fuck? Whoa
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
Ooh, ooh, right, uh, now (hol' up)
Shawty wanna fuck on me, I told her, "Let's go, uh, now" (hol' up)
She asked me to nut on her face, she tryna show me, uh, ah
Miami, Bal Harbour, before I tote, uh, ah
I'm on the G6 brackin' shit with my pole, ha
All-black Brabus truck, lookin' like my soldier with that, mm
All of my vices team, gotta keep them close, they might jump out, uh
You not gon' stand a chance, we're clearin' that ho before we cool out
I'm tryna fuck somethin' right now
That lil' ho, she tryna fuck somethin' right now
I'm-, I'm tryna fuck somethin' right now
That lil' ho, she tryna fuck somethin' right now
Baby, don't keep me up, yeah, keep me up
Don't wanna beat me up, yeah, beat me up
Baby, don't keep me up, yeah, keep me up
Don't wanna beat me up, yeah, beat me up
We comin' down swervin', mmm
This the real, not a version
Even Jesus ain't marry a virgin
No weapon formed against us will win
We comin' down swervin'
This the real, not a version
I don't care who you fucked, you a virgin to me
You a perve and to me, baby perfect to me
Hold my coat, hold my drink
On my own, come with me
Shawty wanna fuck on somethin'
Fuck on me, suck on me publicly (yeah)
La Flame, baby, you on fire (La Flame)
La Flame, baby, you on fire
La Flame, baby, you on fire (La Flame)
La Flame, baby, you on fire
Yeah, she feelin' herself (ooh-ooh), yeah, she feelin' on me (yeah)
Only sign I can give you is that one plus two is three (oh)
Blocked her number and that shit started with three-somethin'
Meetin' at the threesome, we 'bout to have a mean one
I'm tryna fuck somethin' right now (whoo!)
Brown skin, but you know I had her creamin'
Janet Jackson by the way I had her screamin'
She hit the group chat, say, "That nigga had me fiendin'"
I'm tryna fuck somethin' right now
That lil' ho, she tryna fuck somethin' right now
I'm-, I'm tryna fuck somethin' right now
That lil' ho, she tryna fuck somethin' right now
Shawty wanna fuck? Whoa
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
Shawty wanna fuck? Whoa
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
Shawty wanna fuck? Whoa
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
Shawty wanna fuck? Whoa
I'ma let her hop on somethin'
Beat me up (ooh)
I hope he's bright and big and strong
I hope he's bright and big and strong
You already know what I'm on
Tell 'em no way to fund me
Pulling up, drop top Porsche
This that glory
I'ma come through and just black out
Just black out
Keep a few Jews on the staff now
I cash out
We finna go where the stars at
And beyond that
This that rip up the contract
Fuck all that
(I hope he's bright and big and strong) I ain't gotta ask nobody
Plug talk, plug talk, shawty
And she wanna back it up for me
I'ma blow your back out, shawty (ah)
Got a hunnid racks in the morning (ooh)
Woo-woo-woo-woo
(I hope he's bright and big and strong) I ain't gotta ask nobody
Plug talk, plug talk, shawty
And she wanna back it up for me
I'ma blow your back out, shawty (ah)
Got a hunnid racks in the morning (ooh)
Woo-woo-woo-woo
I hope he's bright and big and strong, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
I hope he's bright and big and strong, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
And we'll be way up in the stars
Drank
Young Money
Love in a thousand different flavours
I wish that I could taste them all tonight
No, I ain't got no dinner plans
So you should bring all your friends
I swear that to all y'all my type
All you girls in here, if you're feeling thirsty
Come on take a sip 'cause you know what I'm servin'
Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)
Swalla-la-la (drank)
Swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la)
Swalla-la-la
Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)
Swalla-la-la (drank)
Swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la)
Swalla-la-la
Freaky, freaky gyal
My freaky, freaky gyal
Shimmy shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yah
Bad girls gon' swalla-la-la
Bust down on my wrist in this bitch
My pinky-ring bigger than this
Met her out in Beverly Hills, ay
Dolla got too many girls, ay
Met her out in Beverly Hills
All she wear is red bottom heels
When she back it up, put it on the Snap'
When she droppin' low, put it on the 'Gram
DJ poppin', she gon' swallow that
Champagne poppin', she gon' swallow that
All you girls in here, if you're feeling thirsty
Come on take a sip 'cause you know what I'm servin'
Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)
Swalla-la-la (drank)
Swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la)
Swalla-la-la
Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)
Swalla-la-la (drank)
Swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la)
Swalla-la-la
Freaky, freaky gyal
My freaky, freaky gyal (yo, yo, ayo)
Bad gyal nuh swalla nuttin', word to the Dalai Lama
He know I'm a fashion killa, word to John Galliano
He copping that Valentino, ain't no telling me "no"
I'm that bitch, and he know, he know
How y'all wifin' these thots? You don't get wins for that
I'm havin' another good year, we don't get blimps for that
Pussy game still cold, we don't get minx for that
When I'm poppin' them bananas, we don't link chimps for that
I gave these bitches two years, now your time's up
Bless her heart, she throwing shots but every line sucks
I'm in that cherry red foreign with the brown guts
My shit slappin' like dude did LeBron's nuts
All you girls in here, if you're feeling thirsty
Come on take a sip 'cause you know what I'm servin'
Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (my love) (drank)
Swalla-la-la (my love) (drank)
Swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la)
Swalla-la-la
Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)
Swalla-la-la (drank)
Swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la)
Swalla-la-la
Young Money
Swalla-la-la
J.D
Freaky, freaky gyal
Swalla-la-la
My freaky, freaky gyal
Swalla-la-la
My freaky, freaky gyal
Swalla-la-la
My freaky, freaky gyal
Derulo
Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though
You stuck in the friend zone, I tell that four-five the fifth, ayy
Hunnid bands inside my shorts, DeChino the shit, ayy
Try to stuff it all in, but it don't even fit, ayy
Know that I been with the shits ever since a jit, ayy
I made my first million, I'm like, "Shit, this is it," ayy
30 for a walkthrough, man, we had that bitch lit, ayy
Had so many bottles, gave ugly girl a sip
Out the window of the Benzo, we get seen in the rent'
And I'm like, whoa
Man, my neck so goddamn cold
Diamonds wet, my t-shirt soaked
I got homies, let it go, oh
My money thick, won't ever fold
She said, "Can I have some to hold?"
And I can't ever tell you no
Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though
The AP goin' psycho, my Rollie goin' brazy
I'm hittin' lil' mama, she wanna have my babies
It's fifty on the pinky, chain so stanky
You should see the whip, promise I can take yo' bitch
Dolla ridin' in an old school Chevy, it's a drop top
Boolin' with a thot-thot, she gon' give me top-top
Just one switch, I can make the ass drop (Hey)
Uh, take you to the smoke shop
We gon' get high, ayy, we gon' hit Rodeo
Dial up Valentino, we gon' hit Pico
Take you where I'm from, take you to the slums
This ain't happen overnight, no, these diamonds real bright
Saint Laurent jeans, still in my Vans though
All VVS', put you in a necklace
Girl, you look beautiful tonight
Stars on the roof, they matching with the jewelry
Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though
Damn, James
Dolla $ign, Dolla $ign
Who tryna, who tryna go? (Go)
Who gon' drop it down like there's money on the floor?
Who tryna, who tryna bust it for the dollars?
Who tryna freak, bring their homegirl and run it?
She my spicy lil' mama, she let me bust her piñata
I buy her all the designer, but she's still leavin' tomorrow, ayy
Who tryna, who tryna go?
Who nigga hope that she don't?
Who tryna slide for the night?
Who tryna wife her? Not I
Know my name, say my name
Yellow diamonds on my chain, lemonade
I can never be your main, but tell your man
You gon' have to call him back another time
Girl, let's get out and vibe
Go up, get loud
Get right here and now
Yeah, tell me
Who tryna, who tryna go? (Go)
Who gon' drop it down like there's money on the floor?
Who tryna, who tryna bust it for the dollars?
Who tryna freak, bring their homegirl and run it?
She my spicy lil' mama, she let me bust her piñata
I buy her all the designer, but she's still leavin' tomorrow, ayy
She tryna pull my pants down
I was lightin' up a stoge on my break time
Told her, "Babe, I got a meetin' over FaceTime"
She don't care, my lil' mama never waste time (ooh)
Gotta catch a flight real quick
Took a Xanny on the plane in her fuckin' lipstick
She look at me and laugh, give a fuck what I think
And she badshit, she a crazy, but I like her like this, yeah
Shawty so bad, man, shawty so cold
Wanna go out, 25 years old
Met her in the club, they were playin' "Psycho"
Now we match APs and they all rose-gold
And we both can agree
Ooh, she wilder than me
Yeah, tell me who tryna, who tryna go? (Go)
Who gon' drop it down like there's money on the floor?
Who tryna, who tryna bust it for the dollars?
Who tryna freak, bring their homegirl and run it?
She my spicy lil' mama, she let me bust her piñata
I buy her all the designer, but she's still leavin' tomorrow, ayy