Beatrice get it right
Don’t tangle it twist it
Hit the club every night drunk drankin that crissy
nikkas mad don’t like it cause I’m banging they bytches
When the light hit the ice it twankle and glisten
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Baby, Brian, B, Bubba - you can call me what you feel
Hoppin' out the platinum Hummer with the platinum grill
With the platinum pieces, and the platinum chains
With the platinum watches, and the platinum rings (platinum rings)
