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Yes Fam
Ah, yeah I hit her with that, then she know And y'all know I'm bout that, and she know I'm bout to Where that, where that, and that hah huuh Yeah yeah aye yeah
You know I don't breakdance, I don't shake hands I might make bands, only if it make sense Ain't no rookie, smoke a cookie while I chase bands I don't weigh grams, I just break grams Pull up by the lake fam, what's yo name fam That's great fam, watch out what you say fam Hey fam, it's okay fam You know I don't play fam, all day fam
No way fam, tell me what you say fam All day fam, hold up catch a break fam For fuck sakes man, I ain't not no salesman Thought you knew me well fam, run to hell fam Yes fam, I'm the best fam Never take no rest fam, flex finesse fam Yes fam, that's all right fam All day fam, and all night fam, yes
You can catch me running outside for the rubber bands Chiefin indo, watch out for the undercoverman I done fucked yo bitch, awh shit, that's a bummer man I hit her with that oeh, haah haah, all summer man
I done got a fetish, for a bad bitch Running laps b-b-bitch, just relax bitch I done got yo last bitch, on my lap bitch I be in the lab, whipping with my left wrist
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com From the west bitch, straight up to the east Bitch take it ease, call up your damn niece Ah sheesh bitch please where my ... cheese You know I don't fight thotties but she want a piece
All u wannabes, you don't want no trouble man Everybody knows, I'm the real Troubleman Zero one, double tripple tripple tripple double man I don't fuck around, winners all summer man
Got a red thot, freckled bitch, send me naked pics Buddy check ya bitch, I'm off the shits Till I'm laying in my coffin bitch, where my coffee bitch Where the damn dishes, tell me where the damn bitches, ahahahaaaa
Cuz you know I got all the bitches, I got all the bitches Baby I got all the bitches babe ah yeah Ain't nobody got more hoes, ain't nobody got more hoes ohnono Baby I got all the bitches baby
Yeah yeah yeah, and you know I got it, yeah And you know she like my uh sh Ah yeah, roll some Ah yeah, I got swag I got swag I got swag I got hoeh I got swag, I got sauce, I finesse in that oeh Yeah yeah yeah
Oaaaahh I got hoh huh, bitches And these bitches love the swag, swag swag And these bitches love the swag Yeah
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