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These little bitches this pressed
These nappy head hoes mad
Bitch, you really mad I'm just fucking on your dad
Bitch, you really mad I'm just get into that bag
Why the f*ck you pressed? why the f*ck you so upset
When you see me on the block bitch run up you'll get slept
Bitch, you really mad Bitch, you really mad
Bitch, you really mad I'm just fucking on your dad
Bitch, you really mad Bitch, you really mad
Bitch, you really mad I'm just get into that bag
Why the f*ck you mad Why the f*ck you said
Can't you see it in my face Little bitch, I'm unimpressed
When it come to getting that money say I only want the best
Bendy, Louis, Prada, put some diamonds on my neck
Put that dick up in my stomach, put them hands around my throat
Put that money in my palm, hit the dough, it's time to go
Bitch, you really mad Bitch, you really mad
Bitch, you really mad I'm just get into that bag
Bitch, you really mad I'm just fucking on your dad
Be buying all the things I won't buy Shit, you wish you had, yeah
Bitches love to hate, huh I'm just trying to eat, yeah
All my bitches winning Hoe squad staying eating, yeah
Bitch, you really mad I'm just fucking on your dad
Bitch, you really mad I'm just get into that bag
Why the f*ck you pressed Why the f*ck you so upset
When you see me on the block, bitch, run up, you'll get slept
Bitch, you really mad Huh Bitch, you really mad
Bitch, you really mad I'm just fucking on your dad
Bitch, you really mad, huh Bitch, you really mad
Bitch, you really mad, I'm just get into that bag
Say I'm a bad bitch and all my bitches is bad
Show me that money, nigga, show me that cash
Show me that bankroll, I want that bag
Money come first, nigga, pass me that cash
See, I gave him a taste Now he calling my phone
If you ain't talking money, nigga, leave me alone
Yeah, your dick may be good, but that money way better
Show me a stack and watch his pussy get wetter
Say, lame petty bitch, stop calling my phone
I don't want your nigga, bitch, just leave me alone
I just want that money, I just want that bag
Christian Louboutin, your nigga bought a bitch a Jag, yeah
Bitches love to hate , huh I'm just trying to eat, yeah
All my bitches winning Hoe squad stay eating, yeah
Bitch, you really mad I'm just fucking on your dad
Bitch, you really mad, I'm just get into that bag
Why the f*ck you press
Why the f*ck you so upset
When you see me on a block, bitch, run up, you'll get slept
Bitch, you really mad, huh Bitch, you really mad
Bitch, you really mad, I'm just fucking on your dad
Bitch, you really mad, huh Bitch, you really mad
Bitch, you really mad, I'm just get into that bag

