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ZAZA

 

ZAZA

(Album: FUCK YO SUMMER - 2022)


I'm so motherfucking far, need to GPS
Tryna turn my whole block to a CVS
I could turn them SIs into VVS
Cadillac longsleeve, not the DTS, yes
I'm the one these hoes call boss
House so motherfucking big, I keep on getting lost
I hid a thousand pints, I ain't never getting caught
I just paid for a body, yeah, look at the results
My son turned one, he can walk now
We ain't shooting out no fucking cars, we gon' walk down
Got a discount on her head, it was marked down
If I take a Perc', then her pussy getting marked out
You used to mean the world to me, bitch, you a mark now
Now you gotta clear your own Fashion Nova cart now
Bed so big, all these hoes gotta jump down
Bitch so pretty, I be fucking from the front now (Are you in the mafia?)
Bae, your pussy mid, I need some zaza
I need a lil' demon that's gon' let me fuck her raw-raw
Got this Fetty Wap from my partner
All I see is drip, I'm addicted to designer
Bitch so thick, think she get it from her mama
Bitch head fire, she got bars, I'ma sign her
I ain't see shit, your honor
Bitch so thick, where her waist at?
Ass in the air and a pillow where her face at
She mad as hell she can't get her neck back
Her nigga mad as hell she ain't text back
He just bought her a bag, why you get her that?
Really, you ain't even gotta leave, I'ma give her back
Really, right after I hit her, I won't hit her back
Brrt, hundred-round clip on that
I'm so motherfucking high, I can see the stars
Moon boots make it look like my feet on Mars
She don't get in giving head, she can leave the car
I'm ten thousand dollars down when I leave the bar
Gotta charge a little extra if I send it far
All I do is talk shit like a seminar
She gon' ride the dick like a stolen car
I just switched up my Rollie to an Audemars
Put a bag on a nigga, make that chicken talk
If niggas want smoke, we put 'em in cigars
Tell bro to get the lighter, we gon' fire him up
Put a freak bitch on him, make her tie him up
A hundred fresh grams out the Ninja like a hockey puck
Niggas pillow talking to these hoes, need to tighten up
I just need to pour up some more drank, I ain't high enough (Jose the Plug)
Bae, your pussy mid, I need some zaza
I need a lil' demon that's gon' let me fuck her raw-raw

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