Lyrics

Dippin' through the lane with my gang members They can hold they're own if they came with us Meet me at the back of the Town Center I got money all on my calendar Why they talk about what they gon' do Baby never tell me what she won't do Stackin' for the drop with the closed roof So we can fuck right here if you want to Shit, let me get my joog right Yea I know your mans but I can't give you that price If I triple this it's a good night Can your boy cook, what it look like Young Pocean Fieri brought a plate home Married to the game, I took the cake home Pocean Tarantino with the cinemas Baby Puerto Rican, got the lead role Action Baby top me off for the B roll Action Damn I thought her jaw was about to break off Pink so good, it don't even need the steak sauce She can bring a friend, tryna see a face off Open the cabana where it's sunny at Montego Bay with the Honey Jack Bitches lookin' sweet in the front of me I was in the back countin' money, yea I was in the back countin' money, yea I was in the back countin' money, yea Dark woods, not the honey pack Niggas talkin that, but where they done that at
Writer(s): Daniel Pimentel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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