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What's on in this motherfucker?
See a lot of funny looks, made me think that something's wrong in this
If I let the rock it'll be a different song in this motherfucker
Two bitches in the club, can't we all get along in this
Rodney King and I'm gone in motherfucker
than a motherfucker

Yeah, up top, what's with it?
Whatever we we doing it with a lot of bitches
Nigga, I a whole lot of bitches
Outside of my normal, some even hotter
Yeah, shorty say all that's her own
Chances are she in the phone probably
Ass fat enough to buy that bitch her own
That's my of a home body
Got a Rollie in her and her tone cocky
Nonetheless I only check her her dome sloppy
Gave her all that she handle though
She put her mouth the wiz, something Amber Rose
Get her naked and she like Amber Rose
I was taping the whole thing then the camera
To this day her and I remain
She even let me bust first, she so

If you really dig me how about you leave here me?
Come on, shorty, let me
on, shorty, let me know
We can do whatever, promise, ain't no
Hurry, girl, I got to go
Hurry, girl, I got to go

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going on in this motherfucker?
See a lot of funny looks, made me think that something's in this motherfucker
If I let the milli rock it'll be a different song in this
Two bitches in the club, can't we all get along in this
Rodney King and I'm gone in this
Grown than a

Been about you for quite some time
And you ain't seen crazy like mine
Nah, I've been occupied, sike, I'm
You how the saying go, out of sight, out of mind
Just kidding, could tell I you
She moved to Queens [?]
prideful, everything I buy two
Everything his/hers, and Michael
Should've been left, but I'm still in
place she'd expect to see a millionaire go
On and on and on and
Please, baby, no Tweets, put your phone and
Ride and moaning to in the morning
Had to Uber on the way at you yawning
[?] alone, Joe Malone
Of the green bottle same of provologne
If it's on Don Corleone go with the
Still I'm the best secret though I'm [?]
In the homes
And that much estate like the focus homes
When the clothes is
I be going Baghdad, all the approach is wrong
And she the type of lady to sit in coach for long
With me as king she take her liking
To trim and when the kitchen [?]
surprising the post of my dreams
If stretch appears like ultralight beams
Surmised by the size of her thighs, it might
Dreamy eyes get wide with the of my stream, hey
all up in her guts with it
Gotta bust nuts with it
That's how it when we together
She my queen with the crown and she for whatever

If you really dig me how about you leave here me?
Come on, shorty, let me
on, shorty, let me know
We can do whatever, promise, ain't no
Hurry, girl, I got to go
Hurry, girl, I got to go