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Got a bad bitch n she a lil freak
Said she ain't want no problems but hit it off wit me
So she go n grab some bottles n hid under the fleece
I hold her like she coddled while she dripping on the sheets

They wanna catch my vibe n they wanna learn my name
But you're a waste of time only getting in my way
I'll make another dime while you dressed in lingerie
Tryna hold me from prime why you pressing for some fame
Called up all my slimes and they'll meet you round the way
She a fucking groupie she ain't even know it
Lights camera action shoot the movie she ain't even stow it
Put my dick up in it just so I could see her own it, yuh

She look at me n told me call her, I ain't even know her name
But she in heat n brought a condom, what you see in me
I don't see it is but its not a problem, wavy off my vision but we hit the throttle

Got a bad bitch n she a lil freak
Said she ain't want no problems but hit it off wit me
So she go n grab some bottles n hid under the fleece
I hold her like she coddled while she dripping on the sheets



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Writer(s): Hazy T
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