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Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah Niggas don't like the way I talk So well it's not my fault Getting brain from a bitch non stop Cant cuff cause not my thot She bad but she want my guap She mad cause she not my bop You mad Too bad So sad I'm glad Niggas don't like the way I talk So well it's not my fault Getting brain from a bitch non stop Cant cuff cause not my thot She bad but she want my guap She mad cause she not my bop You mad Too bad So sad I'm glad Racks on the floor Bad bitch do what she told All these niggas and these bitches be sucking dickie And they do it the most (facts) I can't fuxk these thots These bitches wanna take yo soul I just want the bands yea Lemme see that cash fold I'm like, ow Ooh, Bitches on me and the come in twos Baby finna blow me like a flute Ima keep on winning I can not lose Play your cards right I gotta Duce After that I'll drink that D'usse Babygirl what did you say Niggas said you got that loosey Goosey Ouu bae On Monday Club going up like MAKKONEN on a Tuesday Fucking on your slut, that pussy looking juicy Ima' run it up got sum bands from her Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday Sunday Just turn me up in this bitch it's looking bummy And I'll slap that bitch in the back if she think it's funny I just fucked that bitch in back in the club she running Niggas don't like the way I talk So well it's not my fault Getting brain from a bitch non stop Cant cuff cause not my thot She bad but she want my guap She mad cause she not my bop You mad Too bad So sad I'm glad Niggas don't like the way I talk So well it's not my fault Getting brain from a bitch non stop Cant cuff cause not my thot She bad but she want my guap She mad cause she not my bop You mad Too bad So sad I'm glad You niggas thought i finished Period nigga like the end of my sentence A nigga be serving I be playing tennis Ball on these niggas like my name was Dennis Made these laws I am your senate Herpe these hoes Jamieon Bennett Racing this hoe like it wasn't rented Saying f*ck 12 windows not tinted Damn I wanna chinga in a porche I wanna f*ck on your whore I do not want to do chores Mixed lightskin like a smore F*ck that umm backdoor Make you floss dance floor Made her turn rotor Motor Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall Humpty Dumpty had a great fall All the king's horses and all the king's men Couldn't put Humpty together again Humpty Dumpty sat on the ground Humpty Dumpty looked all around Gone were the chimneys, gone were the roofs All he could see were ankles and hooves