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Now this the definition of a real nigga
getting money
now he wanna ball on a trill nigga
I'm very independent
ain't even trynna deal with ya.
I step up in the spot
get up, it's like a drill Nigga.

Cuz All them niggas hated
now trynna just be a friend to me
I ain't fucking with him
no nigga you not & you not Ken to me
Ducking & dodging
leave yo ass right up in Vietnamese
You wanna be mad?
Well bitch I'm not to enemy
Stop hitting me

Uh Cuz I'm that lil nigga
Always want the big shit.
1 at yo head
then give these bitches the business.
I'm writing my lyrics now I gottem catching misfits
I'll Get The money
do the dash with the quickness

uh my ass really fat
I'm Aiming at ya neck
Talking all that shit
bitch I'm bout to pull out the gat
Stunt up on a pussy cause they know I'm really that
I'm like a car crash
he just wanna hit it from the back.

Cuz Look bitch I ain't done
Man I'm just getting started.
I'm bout to ball up on em
& You can call me James harden
Rather than call me Aj
Bitches talking
I beg your pardon
You Might just see me in the city
The south of St.Bernard N

Uhh And I don't need a thing
Money just always green
& when I whip this dick out
He trynna just give me brain
Son I don't even know lil boy
but I drive him insane.
I'm bout to make it rain
predicting, like I'm weather mane

Want me to go hard
so I did it up on em'
Man my head game so crazy
Got you days in a coma
How you say you well known
But you really a loner
Had to put on my skinny jeans
cuz I give him a boner uh

But only if you knew
The baddest in the room
& I say is you down to have it
He say get the lube.
And he Gon fuck me good
Make em lick on my fingerz.
It was a one night stand
Na steady on my ringer.



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Writer(s): Keith Fleming
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