My Speakers lyrics

[Intro]
(Not everybody shows)
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[Chorus]
(Could you read my mind)
I let her meet my mama, now she know she the one (n*gga, what?)
n*gga be counting up commas (Could you read my mind) like I'm Zay or sum' (n*gga, what?)
I'm havin' soldiers like Obama, n*gga, I'll pay it a hunnid

[Verse 1]
This bih' look like the white house, all these flags in this b*tch
I like b*tches with a smart mouth, damn, I'm sad about this sh*t
If you don't come with large amounts, I need a bag, little league, b*tch
Cough syrup in my p*ss, I spilt my racks, b*tch, I'm sick (Let's go)
This b*tch keep on rollin', like a Honda Civic
Wait, this 'za too strong, (Damn) I can't let you hit it (Yuh)
Got this new drip in, (Woah) I can barely fit it (Woa)
But I love fashion, b*tch, I must admit it
Hedi Slimane, (Not everybody shows) all these f*ckin' skinnies
Shе said she wanna get lit, I'm finna pass her Hеnny

[Chorus]
I let her meet my mama, (Not everybody shows) now she know she the one (n*gga, what?)
n*gga be counting up commas, like I'm Zay or sum' (n*gga, what?)
I'm havin' soldiers like Obama, n*gga, I'll pay it a hunnid
[Verse 2]
No cap, I pay it a hunnid
Call my swag that honey pack, these b*tches comin' (Could you read my mind)
This lil' ho, she stalk my Tumblr, say I'm onto somethin' (Say I'm onto somethin')
These n*ggas ain't on nun' (Woah)
Rolls-Royce Truck, I need a f*ckin' Cullinan (Skrrt, skrrt)
And my shooter in the back, just like Chris Mullin (Boom)
If that b*tch pretty as f*ck, she gone have me blushin' (Damn)
I see you, I get to clutchin' (Let's go)

[Outro]
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