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the deep end
Got me out here fiending 
While they out here pleading 
to give me a chance
So put on your grown man pants
While we taking off each others pants

the fame so on another note
I swear I hope, all my niggas with me getting bands
I'm all up in her pants she trynna see what's in my pants 
Bitch you won't

Leavin an event no later than 2
Driving down the hills with my hand in his pants
Ounce is kinda loud hope the cops don't react
I want to make it home

the way that yo pants sag
Think you something but you not, I’m about to get you shot
My bad, ain’t mean to came at you, don’t go wifing up thots
Ooo, he say

concentrating
I just need someone to look at me and say I got you baby
Need someone who don’t like to argue please like can we stop debating
Baby take yo pants

pants down
Knock his ass down this the last count
I'm just trying to live out my dreams
I'm going get this shit by any means
Said she like it when she

With the Louis bag and Gucci pants don't even know what for
Put it up on a label, put it up on my ankle
You hurted my feelings, I thug it out, I might

forget on me
Rock your body like we are on 80s
You kiss my lips while i take your pants
We are all crazy
Party all no worries like 80s
neighborhood screw

my pants got the runs Ugh
I say my pockets drippin' like my pants got the runs
You niggas need to stop hatin' man get that hate out ya blood ya heard

pants
(Money in my pants)
And my choppa make him dance
Make him do a little prance
If you really tryna come and disagree
I don't wanna be you, you just

Yhhh
It's awful daniel uh that boy daniel 
Uh uh she said that she ready 
Bitch I ain't steady I bust a nut like confetti 
My pants are vercetti I

stackin higher
I'm smooth lil baby so keep those pants loose
Me and Mo fly as fuck so we sippin Grey Goose
Im a playa like that so don't try and snitch
Mess

the bluenose inside that shit pale
You don't really know how the fuck I'm livin' till you come sip lean in the hills
1 of 1 pants on my body Brazil
All these

blessed, fuck stress, get checks
Man it’s funny that it’s true and it rhymes
New kicks, new fits, new jeans
New off white pants wit the lines
Roll up, roll

Put them bands in my hand 
Know what I'm saying 
I need racks of the cash
So what you paying
Got the lump in my pants
That's a bankroll
Just got paid

gone take a fucking ride on the wild side
Baby bounce that ass no pants on her booty Bubble-licious with the pants on She gone shake her ass to her

pants always sagging cuz a nigga keep a tech
These bitches wanna fuck these bitches knowing i'm the best 
This Glock hold 30 so i emptied out the rest

singing no air *pant pant*
So pardon me
If I need to learn my lesson in how to keep it humble in my truth
Let it go, nerves (Nerves)
Here we go, first base

on me
Glock .17 pull down my pants
Big Bands
Ex stressin’ I fuck my fans
Thinkin’ bout her surrounded by bitches lost my plan
I been feelin’ like why do I

the treasure we raided the tomb 
If he don't give it up then he gone hear boom 
Got the stick in my pants nigga pls just be cool 
Don't let my Brodie act a fool

Cause a bitch still gone go out
And a bitch still gone have a good time
And I'm finna wear my booty pants
Oh yes bitch
I wanna know if them hoes

your friends
Say I'd never amount to nothing
Bet you wish I wasn't next
Your bitch be making eggs in my kitchen
Got no pants on
Making money moves

getting money now
Whipping foreigns on the road, I’ve been going ‘bout 100 now yeah
Left her in the cold and she say she wanna love me now
Bands in my pants

inside
And ah
Hands up
It’s time to stand up
Take a picture with your friends
Pose for the camera
And ah
Nice pants
So ah
Do that dance
And ah
Make that