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Wish a motherfucker would try to tell me what i can't
I know i could break a hoe but bitch i rather break the bank
I know i could shake a hoe she rather shake it in my face
Ion blame her, what i name her?
Yes i got exquisite taste
Wish a motherfucker would try to tell me what i can't
I know i could break a hoe but bitch i rather break the bank
I know i could shake a hoe she rather shake it in my face
Ion blame her, what i name her?
Yea she got exquisite taste
Mane we twisted, lifted, spanking britches
You ain got no ranking nigga
Flyin down 35 to i-10 we racing in it
Pushing weight like T and Malice
Poster hoe i need to tack it
Lil latina know i need her finna make my way to Dallas
Anything for selenas
She like wings and reefer
I like broads who cook and clean
Then kick em when they lease up
Ask me los why you so mean i told her pack things up
Baby ima keep it p i gotta put 10 rings up
Wish a motherfucker would try to tell me what i can't
I know i could break a hoe but bitch i rather break the bank
I know i could shake a hoe she rather shake it in my face
Ion blame her, what i name her?
Yes i got exquisite taste
Wish a motherfucker would try to tell me what i can't
I know i could break a hoe but bitch i rather break the bank
I know i could shake a hoe she rather shake it in my face
Ion blame her, what i name her?
Shit she got exquisite taste
Leather seats, inside
Candy paint, outside
Woodgrain, inside
Them niggas ain't outside
You know i know you love dat hoe
Mobbin til im 44
I might throw a couple bucks
Hunnids and sum tubmans tho
Bitch we finna turn it up
I said turn it up
Suckas steady talkin
Fye fye fye
Bitch let's go burn it up!
Never gave a damn or gave a fuck feel like i never did