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Want a piece of cake but what you Put into it Idgaf bout what you sayin bitch i Been the shit Yo bitch suckin dick comin home Playin innocent Money on the flo hope im peepin Some different shit Gas pack inna air i came in on sum Reekin shit Believe in what you saying it come True if you speak the shit I dnt the drink the lean it b Changing my pee and shit But it honestly taste good and it b Helpin me eat and shit Always kept it real you was too Blind to come see the shit Dancing wit the devil nah i dnt Wanna speak on it Money onna table ima make sure We eat and shit I might clear the tab and later Won't even speak on it Yes I'm in love but dnt ask i ain't Tryna speak on it Even since kids we then been thru The toughest shit We was dummi young brody took 1 of the toughest hits Didn't really understand i was still On sum otha shit Tryna get sum money birthday Come ina month and shit Only 17 but I'm tryna get money Quick Take ebt to go get snacks for Blunts and shit We was high asf could touch the moon talkin southern My brotha frm the island he say Tuff up mi brudda So much out the mud bitch we Come the gutter Pork chops wit the gravy and like My shit smothered Make sure it's white rice and make Sure you butter If the order perfect then i promise I love you Shakin out a piggy bank when Times gettin tougher Gotta love my mama you only get 1 mother If you really ain't wit us ima yell Out f*ck 'em Whatever ina way dnt go around Hit the truck stick Benji a dead man we made em a Muppet Shit feelin like magic the way that We touch it She suckin the dick all up under The cover After i nut she juss want me to hug Her My brody 1 call if i feel like he Plugged in Money turn her out actin wild on Sum slut shit 2012 weezy im rockin a trukfit Swagg supaa clean i ain't worried Bout f*ck shit Money on my mind kinda raging For a bucket Too much money on the table why Luck it Ain't retiring soon let a nigga get Lucky I ain't comin off her she say that She love me More than juss love her like that's My lil buddy I can't help a bitch if she catching You touch me Dick her down good kept it real F*ck the money Iso is coo you can put the ice on me Fiery terms we flaring for Somethin Stuck wit the fam we came up frm Nothin We come frm the bottom where Could we get stuck at Tryna put the money in the front Where the trunk at Somewhere inna past where i Prolly left a f*ck at Coolan onna beach wit some Shades where the sun at I b out the way tryna see where Number 1 at Trippen out they mind finna stop Makin hell cats Left a dub ina mud and I'm talkin What was that I'm slick I'm the 1 i ain't gotta put On my dum hat You fw it or what ain't gotta put On a front eh Dnt know what you sayin i juss Want mo cake My heart turned me cold i ain't Worried bout no hate I'm back in my zone i stay in my Own lane The nats is gne i sprayed some Strong raid Heartbroken a zone i love me a Cold space The paper a mold keep gettin mo Banks
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