Perfect
Fine shit yeah she dime
Baby you bad and yeah you know
Come here I'll make you mine
She bad as fuck
That body perfect girl let's not waste no time
Yo old nigga mad but i ain't trippen
Long as he don't step out of line
1300 just for these sneaks
650 that's for every step
They told me Carti put on the city
I'm right back in like I never left
She pulled up in perfect condition
But when she left out
Think she left her neck
Hitting this hoe and that shit too fire
Gotta put that pillow right under her back
Deep in diving inside that shit
No life jack let me drown
Got a bad ass cougar way out in LA
Tryna fuck for 30 rounds
Back to the land my lil bitch ghetto
She freaking a black n mild
My bae in the A
She bad wit a ass
When she twerk it make a sound
It sound like
Ou you some fine shit
Gotta make you my bitch
Ou you some fine shit
Gotta make you my bitch
Fine shit, baby you bad
I'll buy you every bag
Don't never do too much
You bad and boujee you got class
You leave me imma crash out
That mhm make me pass out
Yo old nigga was playing games
But that's reason he in yo past now
He moving odd so I'm yo future
Back door at the club finna call up tooder
We got so many free bands in this bitch you think I came wit scooter
I'll give you the world let me show you Pluto
Playing no games girl you my uno
I'll leave all this shit for you, you know
You fine shit you perfect you know
Ou you some fine shit
Gotta make you my bitch
Ou you some fine shit
Gotta make you my bitch
Baby you bad and yeah you know
Come here I'll make you mine
She bad as fuck
That body perfect girl let's not waste no time
Yo old nigga mad but i ain't trippen
Long as he don't step out of line
1300 just for these sneaks
650 that's for every step
They told me Carti put on the city
I'm right back in like I never left
She pulled up in perfect condition
But when she left out
Think she left her neck
Hitting this hoe and that shit too fire
Gotta put that pillow right under her back
Deep in diving inside that shit
No life jack let me drown
Got a bad ass cougar way out in LA
Tryna fuck for 30 rounds
Back to the land my lil bitch ghetto
She freaking a black n mild
My bae in the A
She bad wit a ass
When she twerk it make a sound
It sound like
Ou you some fine shit
Gotta make you my bitch
Ou you some fine shit
Gotta make you my bitch
Fine shit, baby you bad
I'll buy you every bag
Don't never do too much
You bad and boujee you got class
You leave me imma crash out
That mhm make me pass out
Yo old nigga was playing games
But that's reason he in yo past now
He moving odd so I'm yo future
Back door at the club finna call up tooder
We got so many free bands in this bitch you think I came wit scooter
I'll give you the world let me show you Pluto
Playing no games girl you my uno
I'll leave all this shit for you, you know
You fine shit you perfect you know
Ou you some fine shit
Gotta make you my bitch
Ou you some fine shit
Gotta make you my bitch
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