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[Verse 1] Hey, I can be the answer I’m ready to dance when the vamp up And when I hit that dip get your camera You could see I been that bitch since the pamper And that I am that young sis the beacon The bitch who wants to compete and -I can freak a fit that pump with the peep and -You know what your bitch become when her weave in -I just wanna sip that punch with your peeps and Sit in that lunch if you're treatin' -Kick it with your bitch who come from Parisian -She know where I get mine from, and the season -Now she wanna lick my plum in the evenin' -And fit that ton-tongue d-deep in -I guess that cunt getting eaten [Verse 2] I was in the 212 On the uptown A Nigga you know what’s up Or don’t you? Word to who made ya I’m a rude bitch nigga What are you made up of? I’m a eat your food up boo I could bust your 8 I’m-a do one too Fuck ya gon do? When you do make bucks I’m a look right nigga Bet you do want to fuck! Fuck him like you do want to cum You're gay to get discovered in my 2 1 deuce Cock-a-lickin' in the water by the blue bayou Caught the warm goo In your du-rag too son? Nigga, you’re a kool-aid dude Plus your bitch might lick it Wonder who let you come to 1 2 With your doo-doo crew son Fuck are you into, huh? Niggas better oooh-run-run You could get shot homie If you do want to put your guns up Tell your crew don’t front I’m a hoodlum nigga You know you were too once... Bitch, I’m bout to blew up too I’m the one today I’m the new shit boo Yung Rapunxel Who are you bitch, new lunch? I’m a ruin you cunt [Bridge] A-yo, A-yo I heard you ridin' with the same tall, tall tale Tellin' em you made some Sayin' you grindin' but you ain't goin' no where! Why procrastinate girl? You got a lot, but you just waste all yours and They'll forget your name soon And won't nobody be to blame but yourself, yeah [Hook] What you gon do when I appear? W-W-when I premiere? Bitch the end of your lives are near This shit been mine, mine! [Verse 3] Bitch I’m in the 212 With the fif cocked nigga It's the 2 1 zoo Fuck ya gon do When ya goon sprayed up Bet his bitch won't get him Betcha you won't do much! See, even if you do want to bust Your bitch’ll get you cut and touch your crew up too, Pop You playing with your butter Like your boo won’t true Cock the gun, too Where you do eat poom, hun I’m fuckin' with ya cutie q What’s your dick like homie? What are you into? What’s the run dude? Where do you wake up? Tell your bitch keep hatin' I’m the new one two, huh? See I remember you when you were The young new face but you do like to Slumber don’t you? Now your boo up too hun I'm-a ruin you, cunt! [Hook]