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We getting it all We getting the money We never gone fall, bitch J.Brown up in this bitch Bitch, bitch, bitch Driving cars no whips Whips, whips, whips Check me out Call me Michael with a stick, i be Jackson in this bitch Always running to the top cause all this money make me rich Send her to the bank teller uh Niggas watching in that bitch, I make her pussy wetter uh She be stroking on that uh I brought the damn beretta Dawg its on sight tonight, yeah I'm a go run it, go ball with my cousin Stay cooking it up tonight, yeah Yeah, f*ck you and your attitude, attitude, attitude Pussy feeling ridicule can't make a move or talk to you little bitch Call me Michael with a stick, I be Jackson in this bitch Always running to the top cause all this money make me rich Send her to the bank teller uh Niggas watching in that bitch, I make her pussy wetter uh She be stroking on that uh I brought the damn beretta Cooking and cooking it up whats good? uh Nigga I said that we good Talking some shit when they misunderstood Remember we live in the hood? Yeah, write it up get out with a book Shaking that ass might give me a look Fucking his bitch he was misunderstood Came to the party I'm fucking on her and her I know she gone fucking flirt F*ck me for a Louis purse She gone stand up in the stands Screaming J.Brown coming first Yeah, I be cruising J.brown in that foreign whip bitch I be chillin Hoe
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