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No I ain't Perfect Baby But I'll have you red bottoms with the white toes Have you thinking bout your future for the night over Coke buffs. Peanut butter seats. White Rover TRIG slide on the beat. Watch how I focus Don't know what these Louis cost But I might quote em Presidential on me Woulda thought that I voted Counting money with the same guys I rolled with Seen niggas skrrt off roads I paved, huh Dummy nigga really thought I gave up Hate working out. I'm just making bank runs Thought bout coming Cutty. Gold Daytons Aye, eyes on the finish. Road rage on Aye, baby in the DMs. When the tape coming Aye, let's talk over dinner. Come and taste something Lisa moaning in this bitch. Let me paint something Let me paint something Bend it, let me break something All these niggas looking for my flaws But it ain't none I'm from where the apes from Homie get yo pape up Pierce came bottles for me Good, I'm trynna drank some, nigga I came to party Hellcat the chargers Walked in here dolo Two ratchets on me Dusse is pouring You play informant Bitch I'm important Two Ks and armor Suicide doors on something with the roof gone Niggas swear they poppin. I must not be in the loop huh Whole city love me cause what I say is the truth huh Cut a million bitches off Nigga I ain't lose one Oooh this shit slap. I just got my groove on Baby where you from? Looking too foreign No kids? Shit you trynna half some Like a coupon I'm in the stu at two somn Let the loop run
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