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Hey lil mama hell yeah bag cost thirty seven hundred Hey lli mama hell yeah bag cost thirty seven hundred Thirty seven hundred thirty seven hundred Hey lil mama hell yeah bag cost thirty seven hundred Saucy then a bitch did I get some on you Little bit of lean and a lot of Marijuana Louis V jeans and a cartier on me All that ass with little bitty tummy Already told you it's a wrap like a mummy And if it wasn't a wrap she would wrap shit for me Trap still trap still jumping Don't mean nothing cause the raps still coming Don't mean mug cause the strap still on me Oh seven tray and they a clap shit for me Yelling no cap had to clap lil buddy I ain't lay down like a mattress fuck it Had to double back like a backflip cousin That was last Friday no Chris Tucker Sleep with a bad bitch I ain't even fuck her Stayed two days brought a whole lot of luggage Mouth full can't say a whole lot of nothing Throw it back make a nigga hold on to something Damn near forgot I got a whole nother woman Then she say she got a lil bulge in her stomach Nigga ain't never get to hold him or nothing Karma feel like I still owe a lil something Got another sprite bout to pour a lil something Had a good night I'm just hoping for another Ten o'clock flight yeah I'm late but I'm coming First class straight you know I ate a lil something Ten K for the lil bracelet on Looking like I'm about to take a spaceship home Six hour flight just take to long Fuck around and buy a vacation home