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She got a loft in New Orleans Down the street from the dome Whole demeanor like a nigga Every room full of hoes And they all about they money From the streets to the poles Shang Tsung wit the pussy She'll snatch your soul Got the body of a goddess Prada bag full of rolls Connoisseur for the dollar Not to mention her clothes Everything is designer All her diamonds stay froze And her heels is a problem Better watch your toes I f*ck wit her heavy she all bossed up She gonna get it at all cost huh She moving and shaking and y'all all stuck I dont f*ck wit no dirt n you all washed up She got a loft in New Orleans Down the street from the dome Whole demeanor like a nigga Every room full of hoes And they all about they money From the streets to the poles Shang Tsung wit the pussy She'll snatch your soul Got the body of a goddess Prada bag full of rolls Connoisseur for the dollar Not to mention her clothes Everything is designer All her diamonds stay froze And her heels is a problem Better watch your toes Throw a quarter key at Spades She ain't never come to play She get hyphy in the bay Mask off in the A Getting throwed in the H Coming down like a freight Got a lot on her plate But she can carry her weight She got a loft in New Orleans Down the street from the dome Whole demeanor like a nigga Every room full of hoes And they all about they money From the streets to the poles Shang Tsung wit the pussy She'll snatch your soul Got the body of a goddess Prada bag full of rolls Connoisseur for the dollar Not to mention her clothes Everything is designer All her diamonds stay froze And her heels is a problem Better watch your toes (Sing) Shorty stay lit and I'm coming correct Shorty so thick got me wanting the sex My hand on her ass and her head on my chest Gripping that thing and she knowing what's next Shorty stay lit and I'm coming correct Shorty so thick got me wanting the sex My hand on her ass and her head on my chest Gripping that thing and she knowing what's next First time I'm in it you know I'm a flex Community pool we right on the deck Under the moon she hollering back That frequently line it's cause and effect Oh it's bet we getting on I put on some Lanez she put on some Songz She making me see this is where I belong I'm fucking her right like I did something wrong I'm grazing the garden she hitting the bong Ignoring your calls I'm tossing the phone I ain't from Philly but she my lil jawn Pass out we finished we both in a coma (Sing) Shorty stay lit and I'm coming correct Shorty so thick got me wanting the sex My hand on her ass and her head on my chest Gripping that thing and she knowing what's next She got a loft in New Orleans Down the street from the dome Whole demeanor like a nigga Every room full of hoes And they all about they money From the streets to the poles Shang Tsung wit the pussy She'll snatch your soul Got the body of a goddess Prada bag full of rolls Connoisseur for the dollar Not to mention her clothes Everything is designer All her diamonds stay froze And her heels is a problem Better watch your toes
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