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Dolemite official, with a whistle
All ya'll bitches fallout, fallout with a whistle
Forgiato on the shelf, never rental
Freezing frost on my neck and wrist and dental
Pimping never simping, know I get my mac on
Sliding in your hoe, you know I get my Thrash on
Nigga never bummin, know I got my fash on
Hundred thousand dollars, know I got my stash on
That's your girl I slay
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International, known around the world
Getting money press the door
Watching out for cops
Watching out for folks
Why they hating for?
Cause they see me rocking least a milly worth of gold
How boy like to know look
Know I'm bout to blow and explode like Supernova
.44 with my fit, cause they know that I'm a soldier
Niggas steady sleep, wake them up like I was Folgers
Quick to fuck a bitch, if she thick and got it on her
Man I'm super lit and I'm hot like human torches
I got work I sold, huh
That's your girl I slay
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Yeah, uh
L-U-X-E Bwoy!
Yeah, Ice!
Yeah
Stunna C, Stunna C
Yeah, aye
That's your wife I slay
That's your girl I slay
Aye
That's your girl I slay
That's your wife I slay
That's your girl I slay
That's your girl I slay
That's your wife I slay
That's your girl I slay
That's your wife I slay
That's your sis I slay
That's your girl I slay
That's your wife I slay
That's your girl I slay
Slay, slay
That's your girl I slay
That's your wife I slay
That's your girl I slay
Slay, slay
That's your girl I slay
That's your wife I slay
That's your girl I slay
Yeah, aye
Dolemite official, with a whistle
All ya'll bitches fallout, fallout with a whistle
Forgiato on the shelf, never rental
Freezing frost on my neck and wrist and dental
Pimping never simping, know I get my mac on
Sliding in your hoe, you know I get my Thrash on
Nigga never bummin, know I got my fash on
Hundred thousand dollars, know I got my stash on
That's your girl I slay
That's your wife I slay
That's your girl I slay
That's your girl I slay
That's your wife I slay
That's your girl I slay
That's your wife I slay
That's your sis I slay
That's your girl I slay
That's your wife I slay
That's your girl I slay
Slay, slay
That's your girl I slay
That's your wife I slay
That's your girl I slay
Slay
International, known around the world
Getting money press the door
Watching out for cops
Watching out for folks
Why they hating for?
Cause they see me rocking least a milly worth of gold
How boy like to know look
Know I'm bout to blow and explode like Supernova
.44 with my fit, cause they know that I'm a soldier
Niggas steady sleep, wake them up like I was Folgers
Quick to fuck a bitch, if she thick and got it on her
Man I'm super lit and I'm hot like human torches
I got work I sold, huh
That's your girl I slay
That's your wife I slay
That's your girl I slay
That's your girl I slay
That's your wife I slay
That's your girl I slay
That's your wife I slay
That's your sis I slay
That's your girl I slay
That's your wife I slay
That's your girl I slay
Slay, slay
That's your girl I slay
That's your wife I slay
That's your girl I slay
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Writer(s): Shaun Holt
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