#Find You a Mirror
What, find you a mirror
You killin' these bitches find you a mirror yeah
What, I see you
All these little bitty bitches trynna be you
What yeah, find you a mirror
You killin' these bitches find you a mirror yeah
What, I see you
All these little bitty bitches trynna be you
God damn baby
Fine as a motherfucker
Lookin' mine as a motherfucker
You want my mind in this motherfucker
It's perfect time in this motherfucker
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that
I'm really that, nigga that you need to be with
Cause they tellin' you to leave with me right now yeah
Come into the house, I'll kiss you right down yeah
Have some quiet time we can blow so loud yeah
You ain't fucked no rapper shit you make me proud yeah
Let's hit the town yeah what
What, find you a mirror
You killin' these bitches find you a mirror yeah
What, I see you
All these little bitty bitches trynna be you
What yeah, find you a mirror
You killin' these bitches find you a mirror yeah
What, I see you
All these little bitty bitches trynna be you
God damn baby
You in the with the crew tonight is your night ticket
Bitches for the Gram baby get you pose right
She just left the bathroom, she trynna get her nose right
And baby I ain't judgin' I ain't go to law school
I'm a real ass nigga not a cartoon
The way you killin' these bitches you need a harpoon
All I need is kush and a dark room
And that's your ass
What, find you a mirror
You killin' these bitches find you a mirror yeah
What, I see you
All these little bitty bitches trynna be you
What yeah, find you a mirror
You killin' these bitches find you a mirror yeah
What, I see you
All these little bitty bitches trynna be you
God damn baby
My voice hit the function and be on the floor
Hit the blunt, take a shot get to and then so more
Lil mama pussy so tight I can't get in no more
Fuckin' lil dick niggas I can't figure it no more
Let me open that, no birthday you got a gift
If you can open that, champagne bubble bath
and mama sockin' that
Look up in my eyes lil mama where your focus at
You want me to pockin' that?
What, find you a mirror
You killin' these bitches find you a mirror yeah
What, I see you
All these little bitty bitches trynna be you
What yeah, find you a mirror
You killin' these bitches find you a mirror yeah
What, I see you
All these little bitty bitches trynna be you
God damn baby
You killin' these bitches find you a mirror yeah
What, I see you
All these little bitty bitches trynna be you
What yeah, find you a mirror
You killin' these bitches find you a mirror yeah
What, I see you
All these little bitty bitches trynna be you
God damn baby
Fine as a motherfucker
Lookin' mine as a motherfucker
You want my mind in this motherfucker
It's perfect time in this motherfucker
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that
I'm really that, nigga that you need to be with
Cause they tellin' you to leave with me right now yeah
Come into the house, I'll kiss you right down yeah
Have some quiet time we can blow so loud yeah
You ain't fucked no rapper shit you make me proud yeah
Let's hit the town yeah what
What, find you a mirror
You killin' these bitches find you a mirror yeah
What, I see you
All these little bitty bitches trynna be you
What yeah, find you a mirror
You killin' these bitches find you a mirror yeah
What, I see you
All these little bitty bitches trynna be you
God damn baby
You in the with the crew tonight is your night ticket
Bitches for the Gram baby get you pose right
She just left the bathroom, she trynna get her nose right
And baby I ain't judgin' I ain't go to law school
I'm a real ass nigga not a cartoon
The way you killin' these bitches you need a harpoon
All I need is kush and a dark room
And that's your ass
What, find you a mirror
You killin' these bitches find you a mirror yeah
What, I see you
All these little bitty bitches trynna be you
What yeah, find you a mirror
You killin' these bitches find you a mirror yeah
What, I see you
All these little bitty bitches trynna be you
God damn baby
My voice hit the function and be on the floor
Hit the blunt, take a shot get to and then so more
Lil mama pussy so tight I can't get in no more
Fuckin' lil dick niggas I can't figure it no more
Let me open that, no birthday you got a gift
If you can open that, champagne bubble bath
and mama sockin' that
Look up in my eyes lil mama where your focus at
You want me to pockin' that?
What, find you a mirror
You killin' these bitches find you a mirror yeah
What, I see you
All these little bitty bitches trynna be you
What yeah, find you a mirror
You killin' these bitches find you a mirror yeah
What, I see you
All these little bitty bitches trynna be you
God damn baby
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