9Pm
So what you wanna do
What you wanna do
What you wanna do
What you wanna do
Said what you wanna do
What you wanna do
What you wanna do
We could shop go buy some shoes
Smoking on the gas what you wanna do
Two bad bitches inside the coupe
Clubs hella lit time to regroup
Smells so good like candles do
Take them shots like Rambo do
In the pocket like a game of pool
So what you wanna do
What you wanna do
What you wanna do
Yeah what you wanna do
What you wanna do
Lets get em ant
Im off the Duce I'm off the gas
Some pretty bitches gonna shake they ass
Roll the blunt I don't even pass
Quit last week yeah Im finna relapse
Im finna relapse
You need to relax
Yea I do this shit its in the fucking bag
Its in the fucking bag
Got me mobbing through my city
Mobbing through my city
Yeah y'all aint fucking with me
Yeah y'all aint fucking with me
Yeah I run it like Diddy
Run it like Diddy
Ciroc yeah you feel me
Yeah I'm burning up a stog
Got ya bitch on my ohh
I don't real know ohh
That bitch how old
Yeah we hitting the club
Yeah she finna show love
I bought a couple bottles
Yeah the bitch really loves
The way I do my thing
I be swerving doing my thing
Yeah yo bitch want a wedding ring
But she can't get that shit from me
Yeah
But she can't get that shit from me
But she can't get that shit from me
Wheres she gonna get if from
Yeah you fucking with a lame bum
Yeah you know that I'm the one
Yeah I come through phoenix suns
Yeah but its back to the subject
Finna do it big yeah thats word to the public
Smoking on that bomb bitches gotta love it
Got four freaks and they all addicted to fucking
Im coming up from nothing
Smoking was a daily routine I aint bluffing
Bitch got cakes yours got some muffins
But we aint cuffing I'm hotter than the sun is
Tell that bitch to bag back
I have no intrust in letting her hit that
Unless she got some cash or she giving up that ass
Or she not getting passed this doobie
What you think bitch
We gonna chill watch a movie
Aint these lame dudes so bitch come and do me
Or I'ma hit up Suzy
Suzy got that really really really good coochie
So what you wanna do
What you wanna do
What you wanna do
Yeah what you wanna do
What you wanna do
So what you wanna do
What you wanna do
What you wanna do
Yeah what you wanna do
What you wanna do
What you wanna do
What you wanna do
Said what you wanna do
What you wanna do
What you wanna do
We could shop go buy some shoes
Smoking on the gas what you wanna do
Two bad bitches inside the coupe
Clubs hella lit time to regroup
Smells so good like candles do
Take them shots like Rambo do
In the pocket like a game of pool
So what you wanna do
What you wanna do
What you wanna do
Yeah what you wanna do
What you wanna do
Lets get em ant
Im off the Duce I'm off the gas
Some pretty bitches gonna shake they ass
Roll the blunt I don't even pass
Quit last week yeah Im finna relapse
Im finna relapse
You need to relax
Yea I do this shit its in the fucking bag
Its in the fucking bag
Got me mobbing through my city
Mobbing through my city
Yeah y'all aint fucking with me
Yeah y'all aint fucking with me
Yeah I run it like Diddy
Run it like Diddy
Ciroc yeah you feel me
Yeah I'm burning up a stog
Got ya bitch on my ohh
I don't real know ohh
That bitch how old
Yeah we hitting the club
Yeah she finna show love
I bought a couple bottles
Yeah the bitch really loves
The way I do my thing
I be swerving doing my thing
Yeah yo bitch want a wedding ring
But she can't get that shit from me
Yeah
But she can't get that shit from me
But she can't get that shit from me
Wheres she gonna get if from
Yeah you fucking with a lame bum
Yeah you know that I'm the one
Yeah I come through phoenix suns
Yeah but its back to the subject
Finna do it big yeah thats word to the public
Smoking on that bomb bitches gotta love it
Got four freaks and they all addicted to fucking
Im coming up from nothing
Smoking was a daily routine I aint bluffing
Bitch got cakes yours got some muffins
But we aint cuffing I'm hotter than the sun is
Tell that bitch to bag back
I have no intrust in letting her hit that
Unless she got some cash or she giving up that ass
Or she not getting passed this doobie
What you think bitch
We gonna chill watch a movie
Aint these lame dudes so bitch come and do me
Or I'ma hit up Suzy
Suzy got that really really really good coochie
So what you wanna do
What you wanna do
What you wanna do
Yeah what you wanna do
What you wanna do
So what you wanna do
What you wanna do
What you wanna do
Yeah what you wanna do
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