F.B.G.M.
Young M.A., T-Pain
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Woah, ah Yeah, ah Woah, ah Yeah, ah Oh, I think I found the one Yeah, my baby girl gon' give me a son I found a girl that can do both She balling with the crew And she just like me 'cause all she wanna do F*ck bitches, get money F*ck bitches, get money (All she wanna do is) F*ck bitches, get money F*ck bitches, get money (All she wanna do is) I'm stupid, she funny She keep the toolie, I get the money She watch the trap for me And any time of the day, she gon' have fun Then get right back on her cake 'cause she ruthless, some Eazy E shit When she hit the strip clubs, she straight ball on your bitch ass She can talk the drawers off your bitch ass And bring 'em back to me and we gon' dog-f*ck your bitch fast I'm like oh, I think I found the one Yeah, my baby girl gon' give me a son I found a girl that can do both She balling with the crew And she just like me 'cause all she wanna do F*ck bitches, get money F*ck bitches, get money (All she wanna do is) F*ck bitches, get money F*ck bitches, get money (All she wanna do is) F*ck snitches, hit 'em in the stomach You know I'm stupid, she on that dumb shit She make me cum quick, we f*ck like three times a day Suck me unconscious, I give her 300K And then she move it, across the border I'm her Weezy F baby, she my Carter She on that cool shit, she know what to do Man, you say it's f*ck me, no it's motherfuck you And she make me say oh, I think I found the one Yeah, my baby girl gon' give me a son I found a girl that can do both She balling with the crew And she just like me 'cause all she wanna do F*ck bitches, get money F*ck bitches, get money (All she wanna do is) F*ck bitches, get money F*ck bitches, get money (All she wanna do is) See I got this lil' jawn, we ain't together but we f*ck around Told her, "Listen, shawty, you ain't messin' with no suckers now" And she 'bout that life, she see a opp and she run it down And I gotta make her cum every time she come around Pour a cup of brown and we freakin', we freakin' Hustle on the week days, freakin' on the weekends And she get her own checks, she don't give me no stress She ridin' like a road test and she stick with me like a drum and Oh, I think I found the one Yeah, my baby girl gon' give me a son I found a girl that can do both She balling with the crew And she just like me 'cause all she wanna do F*ck bitches, get money F*ck bitches, get money (All she wanna do is) F*ck bitches, get money F*ck bitches, get money (All she wanna do)
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Written by: ANDRE PROCTOR, CHRISTOPHER WALLACE, FAHEEM NAJM, JAMES BEDFORD, JOSH JARAMILLO, KATORAH MARRERO, KIMBERLY JONES, NGANDU ANDY KABAMBA, ROY AYERS, SYLVIA DENISE STRIPLIN
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