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Don't run up, I got them minkers, minkin' hoes
Can't get booked cause life a teacher
I'm Ms. Z, it's nice to meet ya
You gon' have to turn into my favorite eater
She bent down and told me, baby girl
You know that I'm a pleaser
With KC, a fearless leader
See them lights, we not gon' flinch
I promise, 12 can't get through neither
Shorty hotter than a fever
Hot and ready like Little Caesars
Come and get me like some pizza
We got everybody mad
We stop traffic, go around
Turn me up, she throwin' ass
And my dick not goin' down
Shorty reached into my bag
She like, Saj, let's go right now
Boy, if you ain't got no cash
Then get the fuck up out my town
And if you ain't shakin' ass
Then kick your feet to every sound
Make them drivers honk they horns
They done caused some road rage
All these shorties shakin' ass
Turn the streets into the stage
Bitch, den hopped on top my car
She must don't know how much I paid
Make lil' baby touch the stars
With all that ass and booty cake
Earthquake, shorty rock the world
The way that booty shake
We got hoes on top of cars
On top of what
On top of cars
Not your hoes, she one of ours
I get them lit with hella bars
We so drunk, it's at this bitch
We turnt this bitch into a bar
We so turnt, it's at this bitch
We ain't gon' stop until tomorrow