bytch, I'm in the stu
I'm working

I need to get a coupe
Need a Rarri, and a Bugatti

Need a gun with a few bodies
Need some Benjis in my pocket
Need my fukkin' rocket like I'm Yao
I need a house with ten models
I need some weed and some bottles

I need a bytch that gone come through, give me dumb throat I kicked her out, she thought she wasn't a thot, but she's a dumb hoe My nikkas get them guns, we comin' through shootin' like Rambo

I come through with this cake and theywrestlin' like Rhino
Pull up in that red Beamer, they lookin' like I'm Damu

What I see, a bunch of hatin' nikkas and a bunch fine hoes
I pull up on a skurrt skurrt skurrt like "get in my car, ho"

She gon' go go what I do, always grindin' Tony Hawk, ho
bytch, I'm in the stu
I'm working, I need to get a coupe
Need a Rarri, and a Bugatti
Need a gun with a few bodies
Need some Benjis in my pocket
Need my fukkin' rocket like I'm Yao
I need a house with ten models
I need some weed and some bottles
They like who the fukk Sosa think he is, he think he Ginobli

I got five kids and five rings like Kobe

I was ridin' smokin' dope, then woo-woo them police
I'm eatin' good, 'member when I was so boney
We are gettin' money, nikkas swear that you act so phoney
I ain't goin' nowhere, baby girl, so please don't sleep on me
I got my forty, I got my homies, them be my brodies, I mean my GLOdies

And they some gloyalty, nikkas ain't loyal, nikkas no loyalty

bytch, I'm in the stu
I'm working, I need to get a coupe
Need a Rarri, and a Bugatti
Need a gun with a few bodies
Need some Benjis in my pocket
Need my fukkin' rocket like I'm Yao
I need a house with ten models
I need some weed and some bottles
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