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Baylynn Wednesday Thomas
Baylynn Wednesday Thomas
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So what So what Let's go I've been popping off on bitches That I don't even know Don't need to smoke your shit Got my own at home Livin Tryna make a buck So if you're ready, get grown Don't even talk to you So what the fuck you need I heard you fuck with 12 So you can't fuck with me Steady spit facts Catch a lion, if he holler Then we throw that snitch back Throw that, throw that bitch back Ay yo Ay yo Where the fuck the yayo Yayo I don't get high no more No more But I gotta pay my bills Bills Bills One, two One, two Hit em with that one, two Ooh And I do it however I want to Ooh And I do it because I know that I got to Ooh If they gon make an example of me I'm gonna have to make sure that a mfker bleeds Ay yo Ay yo Where the fuck the yayo Yayo I don't get high no more No more But I gotta pay my bills Bills Bills I got bills stackin I got, I got pills smackin Ay I got bills stackin I got, I got pills smackin Ay I got bills stackin I got, I got pills smacking Ay I got bills stackin I got, I got, I got, I got, I got What Whatchu need Whatchu whatchu want Whatchu whatchu whatchu want Whatchu whatcha whatchu whatcha need Whatchu whatchu whatchu want Whatchu whatcha whatchu whatcha need Whatchu want Whatchu whatchu whatchu want
Writer(s): Baylynn Thomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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