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Yeah, ha
Uh, yuh
n*gga, get yo ass going, ha
That-that hoe wanna sing my songs
Rock the Rick, f*ck that Chrome
Yeah, f*ck-f*ck that Chrome
Dress-dress so fly, she on the di*k
I rock the (N)ine with the lil’ Rick
Talk-talkin’ on gang, get popped like a zit
He so broke, get jugged for his sh*t
3-3x scope, n*gga, I cannot miss
Red in my cup and he sippin' on p*ss
Too many sons, got too many kids
She give me the brain, she gave me that lick
You wanna talk on the gang then it’s over
I’m finna pop out just like a soldier
I’m so up so my wrist, it got colder
That hoe wet, boy, I'ma fold her
Yuh, I just want the cheese, b*tch
That hoe on her knees, b*tch
Pulling out that fye, n*gga, do you wanna see this
Made this sh*t rain hoe, now she showing cleavage
Red and green laser and it look like a Christmas tree, b*tch
No, I ain’t stoppin’ for real
Yuh, aye, that hoe wanna pop it for real
Yuh, b*tch, I got me bands and they ain’t lil’
Ha, I pulled out the bands, she want this here
Go, go