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[Mike Sherm:]
We at least 20 deep when we pop out
Dumb nigga try some they get stomped out
Groupie hoes wanna fuck cause I got clout
I got 20 plus tucked up in my house
Hella high off the take got me knocked out
Ion even wanna fuck, I just got mouth
Ion kiss her on the lips that ain't my style
Getting money wit no job like I dropped out
I never leave without her its a motherfucking habit
I ain't a hood nigga but I always keep a ratchet
Ion know you keep staring and I'm flashing
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, Bitch I'm blasting
Gave her dope dick now she turned into a addict
Ion got no kids but she swear I'm her daddy
Ion hit sticks, only hoes with a fatty
Fuck her n her sis Ima keep it in the family
Keep a handgun cause it might come in handy
Bad bitches love me, nerd niggas can't stand me
Money in my blood so I'm prolly where the bands be
One my uncles prolly sold dope to yo auntie nigga

[Da Boii:]
(?), pulled his bitch
Lil nigga, you's a randy
Bitch give me top why taking off yo panties
I'll get yo baby boy gone like a plan B
Leave that lil nigga with the fishes like he Sandy
Yea my niggas love them drums they some band geeks
Turn a nigga big broke to a antique
And stop speaking for you nigga let that man speak
Bitch I don't play by my green like I'm Stanley
Every strap got a stick it ain't no stocks around
Ain't no douches or no woogers, strictly Glocks around
I don't know how to treat a lady had no pops around
But I know how to drop off loads a hunnid shot around
I'll cut yo ass off then forget I did
I'll fuck a nigga's bitch then forget I hit
I'll run up in yo house then forget the lick
Pull a skeet on yo mans, just forget the trip
And if a nigga want smoke then we blunt blowing
Young and wild send my lines to go for em
Go on the streaks for the blues like I'm Marc Larwence
I remember all them walking days now my cars roaring
We ain't into staring games, was I lookin?
Try some, try none, bet he type some
In her head, in her gut I be mind fucking
And every time I took a flick nigga Ny took it, Bitch

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