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Yo, Fresh, you ready? I'm ready, man, let me do this (run it, run it) What? What? What? What? (Sheeit) What? What? What? What you, what you need, what? What? What? What? What? Huh? Huh? Come on, come on, come on This is for Deshawn, Eshlawn, Lil Mama, an her friends Lisa, Teresa, Maria, Tia, Lia and Kim I love y'all broads, no disrespect to my dogs But I love y'all broads, yeah, I love y'all broads To the ladies havin' babies without no drama To my niggas with figures, say, "I love my baby mama" I bought them shoes, them tattoos, an even fixed your breasts I put you inside the flyest ride, put a "S" on your chest This is for the ones who wobbled it an be puttin' they mouth on it And they suck everything out of it, then they catch it and swallow it I'm Lil Weezy for sheezy, I'm off the heezy, believe me See me, I squeeze in between it, and then I leave it so greasy When I come through in a Rolls Royce, leave 'em with no choice But to hop up in it an just let me make they throat moist Ruby red and vodka, it just carry a nigga Give me three minutes, maybe four, she be wantin' to marry a nigga Give me a project bitch Give me a hood rat chick One that don't give a f*ck And say she took that dick Give me a project chick Give me a hood rat bitch One that don't give a f*ck And say she took that dick My mama send me by my grandma, my grandma flipped out And said, "We ain't gon' have no evil in this house" So I rolled out, scoped me a house and sold out But I fucked up when I started livin' up in this ho's house Nigga started fuckin' one of the broads 'Cause she was suckin a nigga dick good and keepin' it hard Lettin' a nigga cum all over her chest and tongue She was still-un, I spared her because her children She was a ho, she gave me head behind the building Ain't sellin' records, but her mouth could sell a million If you wanna take it there, we can break it off 'Cause y'all pussy ain't got a nigga tweakin' at all I slang this dick summer, winter, spring and the fall Ask me lay it down, I'm bringin' it all I'm tryin' to hit you from the back 'til ya holla, "Good Lord" This motherfuckin' dick good and it always be hard (yeah, yeah) Give me a project bitch Give me a hood rat chick One that don't give a f*ck And say she took that dick Give me a project chick Give me a hood rat bitch One that don't give a f*ck And say she took that dick Look, a nigga could catch me re'd up Them white folks know the code so we G'd up And my Range Rover four-door be D'd up Tattoos and new cars and these project cuts Got this nigga bitch I know I been wantin' to f*ck I deal with sluts, ladies and bitches don't give a f*ck Project bosses, Weezy say "Respect us" Bitch nigga find me in a four-door Lexus I got a bitch shoot dice, a bitch that ain't right I got a bitch who'll front you work and'll take your life I got a credit card ho, a scam type ho A fraud type ho like to snort that dope A dick suckin' pro, a calico ho A real solid bitch out Chicago I got a brat type bitch like to whine and shit I got a project bitch like to start some shit Give me a project bitch Give me a hood rat chick One that don't give a f*ck And say she took that dick Give me a project chick Give me a hood rat bitch One that don't give a f*ck And say she took that dick Give me a project bitch Give me a hood rat chick One that don't give a f*ck And say she took that dick Give me a project chick Give me a hood rat bitch One that don't give a f*ck
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