Versace versace this n***a spends days doin stretch and pollatis
Now I got yah b**h and we body to body she said she want meat, I gave her salami
Your possy a coppy, you sloppy, wasabi, whats up to my n***as, I want a bugatti
I want a gallardo I want a ferrari, she said she want dick, I told her to ride me
You said I know you, what is your name, bars is so crazy, oh damn Im insane
Swing low is my group but I still want a deal, just keepin it real, yes I want some fame
What is that smell, b**h close up yah legs, smellin like fish, you should feel ashamed
But when I have money Im sharing with you, But when you have money im out of your lane
Take yah f*cked up life, and touch that door, you spend yah whole life trynna f*ck these hoes
Swing low is my clique, trynna cut me for, real n***as in the streets trynna blunt these rolls
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Trynna roll these blunts, kick it with the butches oh no we punt
You say that you winnin Im like no we won and who work hard Im the only one
My n***as stay on, on my side, cause my side always winnin
Got a mouth full of my sk**t swallow that ish girl call it dinner
She get thinner and thinner, she keep on eatin that d*ck, the people tell me they love me homey I needed that sh*t
I put the key in that b*tch, it unlock me
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