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I make a case 서리파이드 yung case everyday i trap everyday i flex Cash money Kb bank B___h now im trippie race cuz i make so many case 불을 붙혀 like 생일케잌
(Gang, Gang) Trap Money Gang Big Bang Con questa b***h, big flex Con la tua B***h, gangbang Armand sul beat, God Damn Cinque b***h sulla cabrio con
Don't play with me, go & play with your b***h Don't play with me, go & play with your b***h Don't play with me, ugh, aye Don't play with me, go
of quarters One wrong move, game over You plus me equals thoater Don't know nothin' bout all this weight on my shoulders Thick b***h, tryna ride my face in
fight But you brought a knife like say goodbye B-H-B until the day that I die Those my guys I trust with my life FN 5-0 on my side incase anyone wanna die
H-B-I-C-I-1, shit, and you can't sit with me H-B-I-C I run shit, and you can't sit with me Uh, uh, you can't sit with me H-B-I-C I run shit, and you can't sit
kyar rela(h) Tha(h) be(h)ja Jitte(h) bi teri marji Me(h) alle(h) dwalle(h) deklar Kay(h) ohte(h) korsee nee si Ma(h) duri te(h) be(h)gle Sume
Get me lit, Physical, Gang outside K-S-T-G b***h, It's Mr. Pop-A-Tag on your b***h n***a (Aight) Language, Numbers, Aye, watch how you speaking
you all Bought you a mall Never to fall b***h Lately im yours from the start Opening doors but you never come by Staying up nights just to cry Bby I
wanna buck B*tch I’m on my s**t h*e Be sure I’ll knock your a*s out B*tch I’m on my s**t h*e Everywhere I go B*tch I’m on my s**t h*e Blowing up the club
Yeah yeah Imma real boss N*$$* B***h It’s my way or the highway Foreign cars when I’m backing out the driveway My momma mad I keep on serving feinds
thang Pay me real good Gimme bands and a range Come here big boy Won’t you be my toy Eat up this cookie Like a chips a hoy Imma boss a** b***h Yes I
Nizzaz, Nizzaz Dirty Nizzaz, Nizzaz Is Thieves) Low Eyes Watching Out For Private Eyes Nizzaz They Despise Cause I Got The Prize B!$$h Understand I’m
B***h! That was yo b***h But you lost it hey F**k on this b***h She from Boston hey My diamonds wet Like a faucet hey My b*****s tens' And they
truck Gets me thinking "uh-huh, we should back it up, up" Hey la-dee, la-dee, splash of Bacardi B.Y.H.B.: bring your hot body (We gots, we gots, yeah, we
ouu Ni-N****s be talkin stoopid must be twisted just like aurubis B****s think we cupid I will never fall in love wit a new b***h Little rocks in my
on you Pull up on you I got bad bitch and she white as snow Asian eyes my eyes real closed She ran on me and pulled off my clothes (B***h!) Hating ass
I'm in a telly Two t**ts on me off champagne DND my celly Told my shawty Yuh, b***h dance I got em on left, right Now you go sit on my face B***h
посмотри в мои глаза В них не увидишь пустоты, b***h Хо я не чувствую лица Прости, так будет all night long, b***h Эй Прости меня за то, что я сейчас не в
B***h you not that brave Shoot your a** down Like chips where you lay come for my money B***h you better pay My uncle got Goons That come where you
on fire true H.B.s In my down low Camaro blowin' them weeds Its a must we stay vest up 'cause we worth a lot of cheese Told them haters we was goin'
Cash Money slangin nine nigga (Off top playboy) H.B's and The B.G.'s (What's happing little B.G. bring it to these niggas) When I got that iron in
slack) Back on the list (list) I got more b***h (b***h) I'm playing these games Lelo and Stitch Found my spot and I call that my nitch Got a genie and I've
link, came from fashion nova If you ain't a real boss b***h you can move it over You h***s ain't goals, ya'll some mutha f***ing tricks Can't believe that
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