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Call the promoter, I need a table for like ten of us Took a few L's but I never ever been an amateur You know we creepin', I can't never put you on camera She wildn out, she said she got a nigga wayback home in Atlanta Chasin' that bag, pulled a hammy, I fell in love with the cash Takin' my bitch to the mall, go and get whateverI ain't even checkin' the tag Everyday I wake up, we tryna hustle Two, three hoes, I'm tryna juggle He was talkin' shit, now look at him stumble Good sex, but we still ain't a couple You know I got the sauce, I can get her wet I ain't even got a flex, she rubbin' on my chest It's gettin' harder to pull out, I drink too muchof this liquor If I can't have you, then I want your sister Gave me the throat, now you tryna kiss her She don't f*ck with you, she say that you cheap Just made 500 on the Miami heat My bitch caught me slippin' a couple times Now I finally learned how to delete I got cousins in New York in poverty Promise I won't take defeat And if you talkin' about the best rapper from Jersey, better mention me You know I got the sauce, I can get her wet You know I got the plugs, get you any drug You know I got the sauce, I can get her wet I ain't even got a flex, she rubbin' on my chest You know I got the plugs, get you any drug I still owe a pack, but he showin' love I put em' on, but I ain't get the credit I gotta put on for granny in heaven What is your name? Come get in the section Always packin', dick like a weapon Camden nights, had to sleep in the cold Met her today, but I'm on the throat Hop in the booth and press record I'm up in the section you can't afford You know I got the sauce, I can get her wet I ain't even got a flex, she rubbin' on my chest You know I got the plugs, get you any drug I still owe a pack, but he showin' love
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