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I'm ballin' hard ain't gotta pass the ball
I don't need your sex at all
I did not throw half the time
I don't need no pass around
I've fucked the finest
Covered in diamonds
They think that I'm conceited
Fuck a bitch, I need my check up in my palm I gotta see it yeah
Uh huh you spend your rent your water bill your life in two its on your bondos
Babe I'm an ape I give you dick fresh out the jungle
I got shit they tryna fuck me keep your kid I'm like nah
You get a bag and want a baby we could go half
Could turn you up or turn you down, you got your options
I could turn you to a baby like madonna
I run with micky D's on you can fuck with a big timer
You can be my bitch but you don't come before these commas
Oh oh, rada rada rada rada rada ride
I hit a lick spit the shit with my guys
Imma pick the money over bitches all the time
I stress the bitch this money got me feeling fine
Rich bitch I cut you off right now you tell me you can't play the part
Bitch I'm turnt up and I don't need your ass I could have any whore
I got this shit on me right now what the fuck I gotta be cappin for
Got that shit on I pissed that shit you clappin yo lil booty for me
I got a bitch to line em up and now she wonder was it fye
Takin' heads and breakin necks when I be passin' in my ride
She been sending that lil pussy she ran up all her miles
Trying to plant a baby I used the rubber can't believe that hoe had tried
Could turn you up or turn you down, you got your options
I could turn you to a baby like madonna
I run with micky D's on you can fuck with a big timer
You can be my bitch but you don't come before these commas
Oh oh, rada rada rada rada rada ride
I hit a lick spit the shit with my guys
Imma pick the money over bitches all the time
I stress the bitch this money got me feeling fine
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