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Every blue moon, goody two shoes Something different, show no interest Kept my distance, far away Buku this, buku that Don’t wanna talk, you talk too much Show no love, didn’t show no trust Every blue moon, goody two shoes Something different, show no interest Kept my distance, far away Buku this, buku that Don’t wanna talk, you talk too much Show no love, didn’t show no trust .23 We got, we got, we got, we got Money, models, bottles, cars Buku bitches on us And they all want us to follow All up on your ass, you on your knees you start to swallow Mad at me attention, caught up feelings built up sorrow The money keep on coming, I don’t even need to call it Model bitches bussin, we just turned it up for something Bottles always poppin, bitch I’m lit I need more supplements Need more supplements, I gotta car and it go roar Bitch, it makes sounds that you can’t ignore All of these bitches, they all wanna board Highway we sped, end up in my bed I’m giving you gist, like my name was ted Think of the future, like my name was Luther I had a dream, one day I succeed And it’s guaranteed, my life is complete Yeah, filled with ease Watch for your elders, it's best I say that with my chest I put that on my set Anyone talking that tough shit You fold any minute You know that you'll never forget yea You never forget yea You know that you'll never forget, yea no Every blue moon, goody two shoes Something different, show no interest Kept my distance, far away Buku this, buku that Don’t wanna talk, you talk too much Show no love, didn’t show no trust Every blue moon, goody two shoes Something different, show no interest Kept my distance, far away Buku this, buku that Don’t wanna talk, you talk too much Show no love, didn’t show no trust A'int going back, and fourth With you bitches, you know I'm grinding I'm on a mission, that nigga told me I'm his addiction, shut his ass up Like some stitches, why you bitches Ride my shit, like I gotta sack A'int no looking back What I look like feeding a rat? I get this gwap, and y’all real mad I'll do the dash, out the back With a fat pack, no jet pack I’m too fantastic, you bitches crumble like plastic What the f*ck is happening? I ride him good gymnastics I got a uzi no vert Make that bitch do work Icy don’t stay, Icy don’t play He wanna lay, that is a problem My brother will drop em Bitch, your just not on my roster Everything possible, not talking Kim He get that glock right on his hip He keep that glock, right on his hip
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