You are now listening to a Bobby Johnson beat
I’m that n#gg#, not similiar to your b#tch #ss
I won’t even kiss a b#tch, you gon’ eat the b#tch #ss
I made ya’ b#tch, ride all day, like Six Flags
I don’t gotta gang bang but still’ll push yo’ wig back
I’m that n#gg#, not similiar to your b#tch #ss
I won’t even kiss a b#tch, you gon’ eat the b#tch #ss
I made ya’ b#tch, ride all day, like Six Flags
I don’t gotta gang bang but still’ll push yo’ wig back
All my n#gg#s gang bang-
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-on my pendant
In yo’ bedroom with your b#tch, straight gettin’ it (Aw yeah)
You thought she was faithful, she a thot, dawg, forget it
My Hellcat need fixin’, burnt the top off my engine
Took it to the shop and I dropped 20 racks to fix it
I ain’t bring my mop, but got this Glock so I ain’t trippin’
Talkin’ sh#t until I send a b#tch to bust yo’-
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