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(Woah, oh)
(Ok, ok)
(Stay out my way)
New chrome, yeah, I got that shit on my hip
This bitch came up, she asked for a flick
I'm hittin' that head, I'm hittin' that crit
If you want my service, I best see a tip
I walk in the club, she showin' her tits
If she want a baby, I tell her well shit
I'm bouta dip'
I'm with my boy, we makin hits
Woah, yeah, we takin' your stuff, we takin' your shit
We takin' your shit, you college kid
The shit we get up to, this shit get wicked
They doubtin' the boy, they doubtin' the kid
I told her get up, that head was mid
Put on my belt it got diamonds and shit
Got chrome on my body, got chrome on my thotty
I'm fuckin' on Roddy, I'm fuckin his bitch
He droppin' that album, leave him in a ditch
Man, fuck Roddy Rich
She suckin me raw, I aint usin' no rubber
She gaggin' so loud that I might wake her mother
I nutt on her chest and I tell her go cover
I'm deep in her throat like I owe her a supper!
(New chrome, yeah, I got that shit on my hip)
(This bitch came up, she asked for a flick)
(I'm hittin' that head, I'm hittin' that crit)
(If you want my service, I best see a tip)
(I walk in the club, she showin' her tits)
(If she want a baby, I tell her well shit)
(I'm bouta dip)
(I'm with my boy, we makin' hits)
New chrome, yeah, I got that shit on my hip
This bitch came up, she asked for a flick
I'm hittin' that head, I'm hittin' that crit
If you want my service, I best see a tip
I walk in the club, she showin' her tits
If she want a baby, I tell her well shit
I'm bouta dip'
I'm with my boy, we makin hits