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Aw man (five, six, seven, eight)
My fellow one two threecian (three, four, five, six, seven, eight)
I just have a lil' challenge (five, six, seven, eight)
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Let's go, my bitch bad, B-A-D, and I bet she know it too
I'm the biggest, you better know the truth
If I want, I can leave with more than two
Talkin' money, I'm makin' more than you
On the court, I be ballin' more than you
Hit the stu', I'm recordin' more than you
You need hits? I can give 'em more than you
And I got a confession
Who is these niggas and why they all up in my section?
Bad bitch, when she shake it, it's impressive
She need to give a couple bitches lessons
Me and outside got a lil' connection
If the weather look good, then I dress impressive
Call me Mr. Put It On, ain't no second-guessin'
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I'm the one, not the two or the three (Like what?)
What you lookin' at me for?
He know that I'm pretty, but still, I get ratchet
I'm tellin' him, don't get me pissed off
Zoe, they be all on my body
Pass me the Don, I'ma fuck up the party
If they tell me to get 'em, I got 'em
Buggin' and throwin' it back, I be wildin'
Damn, I got these bitches mad
Nothin' in there when you get in your bag (Fah)
I keep gettin' racks
Run it up, tell 'em to send this shit back, like
Who? What? When? Where you seen a bitch like me?
Yeah, 'ight, I'ma need to see your ID
And you know that the gang is behind me
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I got one, two, three, four, five hoes comin' in
So I gotta bring the guys with me
Zeddy, get the door, they outside
Heard there was a freak show, I had to bring the dime with me
Oh, you with it? I'm gone
Come to the bathroom, give me that dome
Your mans get to trippin', brodie hit him with the chrome
When I give you this dick, don't be spammin' my phone
I'm the king in my town, you know me
I'm a smack-down king
Ayy, she a freak, bring her down to me
Bitch, I'm J.P., put a bitch down on her knees
For sure, for sure
Fadeaway on a bitch like Dirk
She a freak, got me liftin' up her skirt
Zeddy Will and J.P., when the hoes hear this, they gon' twerk
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