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On God, 6
On God, 6
On God,

25 on a nice big ol' mansion
And, bitch, I still haven't your family
you walk in you see the art and gold Grammys
I'ma just kill that pussy, now it's a closed casket
25 million on a mansion, so
Bitch, be careful where you're bringin' your
Satin sheets, I ain't got for no messes
That exorcist me my wifey possessive
Adderall just so we can go
We all, all night long, no breakfast
No confessions, no questions, we both
Now me like an open road, no pedestrian

You a car for the bitch
I buy the narcs for the
You buy apartments and
It's nice, I just in this bitch
You buy the art for the
Y'all argue too often and
You always startin' some
That should off of the bench
Shout out my I miss
and Tony and Mitch
This no call you and shit
She wan' come all this shit
She wan' go hard with a
She know happens today
She know we forget
And she just the shit
And he saw his lil bitch
Tell him I want him to
Tell him my guns skinny
Tell him they're starvin' for
Give me the check, give me the
My is a minute too long
My look like Vivica-Berry
bitch look like Rosetta Stone
I my bitch go get a clone
Fuck 'em together and then on own
When they catch feelin's, I'm
I'm whippin' the Winnie the
I'm and sippin' the soup
The made me drift in the Coupe
As as I get to the stu'
Ruler
the Ruler slick
Pull up on bitch
You just called bitch
Got "Who is this?"
She don't know you
She on her shit
That's truer shit
Make you eat your words, make you chew shit
we knockin' out every tooth you pick
Nigga, fuck you, and who you with
Yeah my broke, but her booty fixed
Wait, I popped a Perc
Another for
I washed it down syrup
I left planet Earth
Ran into Kirk
I pop a Perc, I'm
me Perc Nowitzki
Just call her
Blurry, vision
"Hello, who is this?"
I just hit the
I got a bitch in mind, I call her
She taller, but it's
we 6-9
I hit her line
He like, "What line?"
She like, "Never mind"
And she can a lie
And I can she's lyin'
no lie
That's my awesome lil
Got me a lil bitch
Got me a lil bitch
her for a bossier bitch
It me a arm and a dick
I got me a naughtier
She suck on the balls and the
I'm to play golf with the bitch
I'm way on with the bitch
She fuckin' with Martians and
You shoppin' at Marshall's and
And yeah, bitch gettin' trippy with me
Want a quickie me
Say she wish that I had Nicki me
Say she'd lick her me
you wish I had my nigga with me
Bitch, you
Y'all can't me
She "God, forgive me"
I say "Nah, I'm busy"

I got 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 accounts
Plus a main
insane amounts
That's somethin' to about
Plus the drank in
Now I'm out
With 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 bitches to drink me down
Ready to me down
Ready to me out
Plus my main in
And she came
Said they ain't her

Lil Wayne]
25 million on a big ol' mansion
And bitch, I haven't invited your family
you walk in you see the art and gold Grammys
I'ma just kill that pussy, now it's just a casket
25 on a mansion, so precious
Bitch, be careful where you're your besties
Satin sheets, I got time for no messes
That exorcist told me my wifey
Adderall so we can go restless
We all, all night long, no breakfast
No confessions, no questions, we professionals
Now ride me like an open road, no
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Six

On God
6 on God
6 on God
That's some shit
Oh
6 on Lord
Dedication 6 on
Yes
6 yes Lord
Dedication 6 yes