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Hey NayG
She fuck with the guys
I got that bitch in the booth on the mic
One thing about me I lead with the truth
Second thing bout my I never tell lies
Fuck all that talking, lets keep this bitch up
Fuck all that talking, lets keep this bitch up
Fuck all that talking, lets keep this bitch up
Fuck all that talking, lets keep this bitch up
Fuck all that talking, lets keep this bitch up
Keep it discrete yeah between you and I
Started at three I'm pulling up at five
Swear I got reasonable reasons, when I'm tryna link with the Feezies it be in a truck
YSL don't gotta guess bout the musk
Put this shit on like I'm trying to play Jenga
Stiff arm the bitch she just want me to change
She loving the sound when she hear my nuts jingle
Why do she think she can walk right up on me and poke on my chest and ask bout my cup
That's how this shit go when you popular
That's how this shit go when you popular
Know I stay fresh like a tux
I ain't break none of my ties
I ain't got ask you no question I already tell by the look in your eyes
She fuck with the guys
I got that bitch in the booth on the mic
One thing about me I lead with the truth
Second thing bout my I never tell lies
Fuck all that talking, lets keep this bitch up
Fuck all that talking, lets keep this bitch up
Fuck all that talking, lets keep this bitch up
Fuck all that talking, lets keep this bitch up
Fuck all that talking, lets keep this bitch up
Shawty so pretty I had to just stare
What the fuck smell like it's love on the air
Ow I mistake that's my new YSL
Sipping champagne and it's quarter to twelve
All of this shit in my gut, not tryna throw this shit up is me only dilemma
No, I can't leave out the house
I can't leave out the spot
Gotta get it delivered
Look for my name and it won't on the list
Bring me you're facing need a place I can spit
Promise I'm nowhere near finish, but that don't diminish
I'm proud of myself
I had to minus the bitches to double the riches, to triple the wealth
No, I'm not Wayne just Tune but I'm trying to be me a millionaire
She fuck with the guys
I got that bitch in the booth on the mic
One thing about me I lead with the truth
Second thing bout my I never tell lies
Fuck all that talking, lets keep this bitch up
Fuck all that talking, lets keep this bitch up
Fuck all that talking, lets keep this bitch up
Fuck all that talking, lets keep this bitch up
Fuck all that talking, lets keep this bitch up
She fuck with the guys
I got that bitch in the booth on the mic
One thing about me I lead with the truth
Second thing bout my I never tell lies
Fuck all that talking, lets keep this bitch up
Fuck all that talking, lets keep this bitch up
Fuck all that talking, lets keep this bitch up
Fuck all that talking, lets keep this bitch up
Fuck all that talking, lets keep this bitch up
Keep it discrete yeah between you and I
Started at three I'm pulling up at five
Swear I got reasonable reasons, when I'm tryna link with the Feezies it be in a truck
YSL don't gotta guess bout the musk
Put this shit on like I'm trying to play Jenga
Stiff arm the bitch she just want me to change
She loving the sound when she hear my nuts jingle
Why do she think she can walk right up on me and poke on my chest and ask bout my cup
That's how this shit go when you popular
That's how this shit go when you popular
Know I stay fresh like a tux
I ain't break none of my ties
I ain't got ask you no question I already tell by the look in your eyes
She fuck with the guys
I got that bitch in the booth on the mic
One thing about me I lead with the truth
Second thing bout my I never tell lies
Fuck all that talking, lets keep this bitch up
Fuck all that talking, lets keep this bitch up
Fuck all that talking, lets keep this bitch up
Fuck all that talking, lets keep this bitch up
Fuck all that talking, lets keep this bitch up
Shawty so pretty I had to just stare
What the fuck smell like it's love on the air
Ow I mistake that's my new YSL
Sipping champagne and it's quarter to twelve
All of this shit in my gut, not tryna throw this shit up is me only dilemma
No, I can't leave out the house
I can't leave out the spot
Gotta get it delivered
Look for my name and it won't on the list
Bring me you're facing need a place I can spit
Promise I'm nowhere near finish, but that don't diminish
I'm proud of myself
I had to minus the bitches to double the riches, to triple the wealth
No, I'm not Wayne just Tune but I'm trying to be me a millionaire
She fuck with the guys
I got that bitch in the booth on the mic
One thing about me I lead with the truth
Second thing bout my I never tell lies
Fuck all that talking, lets keep this bitch up
Fuck all that talking, lets keep this bitch up
Fuck all that talking, lets keep this bitch up
Fuck all that talking, lets keep this bitch up
Fuck all that talking, lets keep this bitch up
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