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(álbum: REALLY HER - 2023)


[Juicy J {BIA}:]
Juicy J in this bitch {Uh}
BIA, what's up, mane?
Ayy, ayy
Don't tell motherfucka for some hunnids
(Ayy, I'm really Rich)
If you scared, go to church, ho

[BIA {Juicy J}:]
Okay, I slow dance
Pop that pussy, P-Valley, she pole dance
That's bro'nem, he just asked me, can I sneak his pole in (Grrah)
I'm like that, got some crazy stories, that's on foe'nem
They asked me if I know who broke the law (Broke the law), I don't know them
The SRT, that booster start my car (Skrrt, start my car)
Got Bama out here teaching me Patois (Wagwan)
I see why niggas wanna fuck me raw (Fuck me raw)
He said my pussy smell like Baccarat
I haven't been off the charts {Yeah, ho} since I popped up on the charts (Facts)
He not stingy with his money, that shit really warms my heart (Cash)
It's some bitches I should charge but I did it for the art (Facts)
Bitches wanna look just like me, I can't tell our ass apart, damn {Yeah, ho}

[Juicy J:]
Don't tell motherfucka for some money, honey
Yeah, if you scared, go to church, pussy
Don't tell motherfucka for some money, honey (Yeah, mane, ayy)
Yeah, if you scared go to... (Ayy, let's go)

I need a bigger bank to fit this cash inside my pants
When I'm walk inside the bank, they think I'm taking out the trash
Pardon my stench, I smell like gas
I'm in that 'Rari, blowing on za
I like my weed and my women all exotic like my cars
Oh my, oh my, oh my God
She wanna suck me like a straw
Told her she can have this Birkin but she cannot have my heart
That's where I draw the line
I know beter than to call her mine
Broke nigga better never call my line
I'm getting to the money all the time
My zodiac is a dollar sign
Say that bitch go to church (Mm-hmm)
Heard your baby mama was a squirter (Mm-hmm)
Allergic to the motherfucking stirring wheel, bitch, I don't drive shit, I got a chauffeur (Mm-hmm)
My bitch got a stick with her at my show
Backstage looking like a liquor store
That's why I love me a ratchet ho, she'll slide on a nigga like a stripper pole (Stripper pole)

Don't tell motherfucka for some money, honey (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, if you scared, go to church, pussy
Don't tell motherfucka for some money, honey (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, if you scared, go to church, pussy

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