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[chorus]
her p~ssy lookin’ so divine
you run up, i shot at your spine and i’m totin’ on that .9
i call up my gang, that’s a slime
you n~ggas p~ssy, feline, you try to run, but you can’t hide
i’ma find that boy like wi~fi
tryin’ to beef with me, won’t catch my eye

[verse]
hit that boy with the laser
i keep a glock, but my b~tch keep a taser
he see me stuntin’ now he is a hater
i used to be ballin’ hard like a laker
he was talkin’ down, he got sent to his maker
that boy not a shooter, that boy is a faker
you run up on me, you will be in danger
the focus i got feel like betty baker
she don’t wanna f~ck then i will not make her
she want her nails done and i will not take her
and i’m totin’ the oven, but i’m not a baker
it’s a new year i need some new books
ridin’ around town and i’m totin’ luxe
i’m in a tuxedo i need a deluxe
i got what you need, baby, just pop the trunk
that b~tch got a bald head like a monk
i got the dope, it’s all in her trunk
he say he with it, but he act like a punk
later in the day that lil n~gga got stung
[chorus]
her p~ssy lookin’ so divine
you run up, i shot at your spine and i’m totin’ on that .9
i call up my gang, that’s a slime
you n~ggas p~ssy, feline, you try to run, but you can’t hide
i’ma find that boy like wi~fi
tryin’ to beef with me, won’t catch my eye

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