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Heard lil bitch be fucking on him and his brother That lil bitch Undercover Tell that bitch I'm him hoe can't play me Bitch I'm not your mother All this money on me Gucci Prada Dior on my feet All these hoes on me Fendi Louis dripping Givenchy Heard lil bitch be fucking on him and his brother That lil bitch Undercover Tell that bitch I'm him hoe can't play me Bitch I'm not your mother All this money on me Gucci Prada Dior on my feet All these hoes on me Fendi Louis dripping Givenchy Is you fucking on me baby I need to know Fattest pussy on you baby Round pole you go Drop drop drop that ass all on me crazy How fast it go All you bitches acting shady I son you hoes I don't need fifty people round me to convince you I'm that dude (I don't) I don't need fifty people jumping behind me bitch I'm good They really mad cause they know I got the whole package bitch I do Hating bro why you faking like you don't know H what you doing I pull up on the scene Bitches loving on me Funny how they hated Now they envying me I put money on the table I put bread in the beef I put money over bitches That's why they mad at me Heard lil bitch be fucking on him and his brother That lil bitch Undercover Tell that bitch I'm him hoe can't play me Bitch I'm not your mother All this money on me Gucci Prada Dior on my feet All these hoes on me Fendi Louis dripping Givenchy Heard lil bitch be fucking on him and his brother That lil bitch Undercover Tell that bitch I'm him hoe can't play me Bitch I'm not your mother All this money on me Gucci Prada Dior on my feet All these hoes on me Fendi Louis dripping Givenchy Said she want some Prada baby I gave her more Put her in Donna Versace A custom hoe My wrist froze my wrist is icy Degrees on low Name her Dior my hoe cocky La Meilleure Houe (The best hoe) Bitch you not my op you say you is but you not Fucking with H just stop Looking like a clown on the pot If you ain't shitting get off That's my spot On the way to the road to the tippity top Whoever you is can't stop Haters getting sicker by the day Doubted on H got a cough kinda funny how it go right Switch up on the flow right (aye aye) Pop corks we go all night (aye aye) Bitch throwing that ass keep it going that fast Watch you pop that pussy on the pole right I don't know who he is but he gonna hate Promise you I'd wash his lyrics anyways You can feel anyway give a f*ck about your day I don't care what they say fucking H here to stay Heard lil bitch be fucking on him and his brother That lil bitch Undercover Tell that bitch I'm him hoe can't play me Bitch I'm not your mother All this money on me Gucci Prada Dior on my feet All these hoes on me Fendi Louis dripping Givenchy Heard lil bitch be fucking on him and his brother That lil bitch Undercover Tell that bitch I'm him hoe can't play me Bitch I'm not your mother All this money on me Gucci Prada Dior on my feet All these hoes on me Fendi Louis dripping Givenchy It's H
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