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Hey Thumbin' through the hunnids Ion even break a sweat (Yeah, now you rockin' wit' Rada) My brudda Dee, he bangin' blood, Dee throwin' his set She came to the crib wit' no panties on, she so wet My brudda hop out the van, he grabbin' his Drac', we gon' spin him I'm clutchin' a gen five 43X, it came wit' extendo High rise condo in Philly, I'm geeked Double C double B, LV my feet I ain't shakin' no hands, this talk ain't cheap She sayin' I smell good, she on her knees (She on her knees) You ain't never had somebody like me I'll gеt him zipped if you say it I'm tryna give a whole child to you Am I doin' too much, what I'm sayin'? My wholе schedule be clear for you What you tryna do, what's the plan? You wanna slide on me, you can slide on me It's late, I don't blame you You a star, luv, ya' look beautiful on tape too We got a hard love, but you my escape boo Anytime luv, I'll pull up and slay ya' She throwin' it back, I'm fuckin' her up And I'm in the back, I'm clutchin' bruh And she eatin' me up while I roll this blunt Bae, I ain't mean to play wit' you I'm masked up, got a K wit' me Downin' pint after pint, bae I'm sicker I just walked in wit' my killer, bet he gon' hit ya' I just grab that stick, load that bitch up We gon' blitz him 3.5 in this marley sheet I ain't never smokin' on no swisher She got a supermodel body type The type you jus' wantin' to go get behind it (I ain't sayin' a word, ya honor) We stay deep, we don't post nun', we be silent (You wanna slide on me, you can slide on me) (It's late, I don't blame you) (You a star, luv) (You look beautiful on tape too) (We got a hard love, but you my escape boo) Thumbin' through the hunnids Ion even break a sweat My brudda Dee, he bangin' blood, Dee throwin' his set She came to the crib wit' no panties on, she so wet My brudda hop out the van, he grabbin' his Drac', we gon' spin him I'm clutchin' a gen five 43X, it came wit' extendo (High rise condo in Philly, I'm geeked) (Double C double B, LV my feet) (I ain't shakin' no hands, this talk ain't cheap) (She sayin' I smell good, she on her knees) (You can't walk a mile in my shoes, bitch) ('Cause they fuckin' LV, oh, oh, Elegant music)
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