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Big face hundreds in my pocket by the porch Got some rings in her nipples, have to tell the bitch to shut up And you know I got the pay to make a bitch stay I Could throw 50 thousand , make it back another day I got money, I got bitches, I got hoes, I go fishing With my dick like a stick pick that up like a pig Then I take her to the crib make her wobble, wobble, wobble Take it to the mouth, make her gobble, gobble, gobble We ball like basketball, got a white girl freak, no ass at all My friend ain't got no swag at all, baby fought with me, yeah, you can have it all Yeah, met on a Thursday, fucked on a Friday Put up in a 'rari, magic, face it Beam for the school with a Rari badass, he said Man, it ain't trickin' if you got it Bottles on us, hoes turn up on sight We got boss on top of boss, ho' order what you like Big room full of sluts I don't fought, don't wanna fight Make a wobble on a dick, ride it like a motorbike Told that girl hop on top of me while smokin' that broccoli Say I got so much cash, she thought that she was Monopoly Say I'm taxing you ass, better not step on my property I'm the man, no, you know I'm the man, no? Make that ass wobble like one of your hands broke Like a pro, she know how to do it She gonna wobble wobble wobble and she do it to my music
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