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Performed By: TraxX
Language: English
Length: 2:27
Written by: Stravensky Similien




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(La La La)
These hoes trynna play us
Hoop lane swish lay up
Early grind gon stay up
Hella hate gotta pray up
I'm feeling fine divine
These bitches wasting time
Got money to collect
Can't be making no hoe mine
She the baddest of em all
I like 100s not a dime
You can
Catch me outside
When yo pockets fat as mine
Blame who
Made it out the hood out the bando
Top tier nigga' a commando
More money more guns go Rambo
Snake nigga' peep he can't hang bro
I stay lit like a candle
Nigga's ride the Wave like Rod
And yo bitch want a slice like Kimbo
F*ck the bitch nut on her bod
I be so high crescendo 3 6 5 on Lorenzo
64 times Nintendo stick ya toes out no sandal
All my nigga's been totin them Macs
And I bet all them hoe's not computers
You be quick to be running yo mouth
Nigga's quick to run off from my shooters
You dumb broads need to hire a tutor
On ya knees to the ground hallelujah
Had yo bitch praying to the most high
Shawty sucking this dick like i'm buddha
On my neck hella fresh like a coola
30 racks for the next time I sue ya
Eat the ass like a cake off a spoon
F*ck the bitch make a squirt like its juice
Neck so water like Fiji
Cover her face like Riri
Bet you nigga's can't see me
John Cena mood no free beat
Put this song on repeat then play it again
Like f*ck my old friends I want them M's
Had my shawty switch on me
That love shit is dead
I don't never need no hoe never had to beg
They count me out
Better count me in
Treat me like this grind cuz nigga' i'm gon win
I say
Like it's 3D
One day
You gon see me up on tv
You gon see me on the street driving a Wraith
You gon call up my phone by that time it'll be too late
These hoes trynna play us
Hoop lane swish lay up
Early grind gon stay up
Hella hate gotta pray up
I'm feeling fine divine
These bitches wasting time
Got money to collect
Can't be making no hoe mine
She the baddest of em all
I like 100s not a dime
You can
Catch me outside
When yo pockets fat as mine
(La La La)
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(La La La)
These hoes trynna play us
Hoop lane swish lay up
Early grind gon stay up
Hella hate gotta pray up
I'm feeling fine divine
These bitches wasting time
Got money to collect
Can't be making no hoe mine
She the baddest of em all
I like 100s not a dime
You can
Catch me outside
When yo pockets fat as mine
Blame who
Made it out the hood out the bando
Top tier nigga' a commando
More money more guns go Rambo
Snake nigga' peep he can't hang bro
I stay lit like a candle
Nigga's ride the Wave like Rod
And yo bitch want a slice like Kimbo
F*ck the bitch nut on her bod
I be so high crescendo 3 6 5 on Lorenzo
64 times Nintendo stick ya toes out no sandal
All my nigga's been totin them Macs
And I bet all them hoe's not computers
You be quick to be running yo mouth
Nigga's quick to run off from my shooters
You dumb broads need to hire a tutor
On ya knees to the ground hallelujah
Had yo bitch praying to the most high
Shawty sucking this dick like i'm buddha
On my neck hella fresh like a coola
30 racks for the next time I sue ya
Eat the ass like a cake off a spoon
F*ck the bitch make a squirt like its juice
Neck so water like Fiji
Cover her face like Riri
Bet you nigga's can't see me
John Cena mood no free beat
Put this song on repeat then play it again
Like f*ck my old friends I want them M's
Had my shawty switch on me
That love shit is dead
I don't never need no hoe never had to beg
They count me out
Better count me in
Treat me like this grind cuz nigga' i'm gon win
I say
Like it's 3D
One day
You gon see me up on tv
You gon see me on the street driving a Wraith
You gon call up my phone by that time it'll be too late
These hoes trynna play us
Hoop lane swish lay up
Early grind gon stay up
Hella hate gotta pray up
I'm feeling fine divine
These bitches wasting time
Got money to collect
Can't be making no hoe mine
She the baddest of em all
I like 100s not a dime
You can
Catch me outside
When yo pockets fat as mine
(La La La)
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Writer: Stravensky Similien
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