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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amari Oriyon Jones
Songwriter
Lyrics
At 22 copped me copped crib what you call that hard work
Ima hustle till I'm on it
Fast life blue strips looking like sonic
If this shawty keep looking ima think she want it
A nigga like me been fly since a jit
No time for ah bitch
Not a watch on my wrist
Is it Emily or Kimberley i always forget
long as I live ima keep on thugging
I done came up from the bottom
Nigga we ain't have nothing
Now it's everything designer including my luggage
21 copped me an Audi that's nothing
Huffing and puffing ain't working out nothing
I'm rude to these bitches so why she keep blushing
Bitches in and out that's the way that I'm living
She don't ever act out cause she know that I'm pimping
I just give em that look and you know how I get em
Used to be broke now they show a nigga love
Used to laugh at me now wanna give me hugs
I was hooping at the park now a nigga sell nugs
Touch me a mil at the rate I'm going
Why these bitches picking me
Man thats annoying
Was a hoe before me so bitch keep hoeing
She asked if I love her I said are you dumb
But I do not blame her she know I'm the one
Don't ask me dumb questions I'll take off yo tongue
Everything but humble but at least I'm honest
I'm always causing trouble I know promised
But she was shaking ass I ain't gay I'm on it
Beat up that pussy T-shirt and a bonnet
Lift up my leg how I hit it She running
That kitty so good had to give her some hunnids
At 22 copped me copped crib what you call that hard work
Ima hustle till I'm on it
Fast life blue strips looking like sonic
If this shawty keep looking ima think she want it
A nigga like me been fly since a jit
No time for ah bitch
Not a watch on my wrist
Is it Emily or Kimberley i always forget
long as I live ima keep on thugging
I done came up from the bottom
Nigga we ain't have nothing
Now it's everything designer including my luggage
21 copped me an Audi that's nothing
Huffing and puffing ain't working out nothing
I'm rude to these bitches so why she keep blushing
These bitches in love im driving em crazy
Ice to these bitches like crack in the 80s
I give you the pleasure you cannot lazy
Twerk on that dick with some passion
I be that nigga that's making it happen
Bundles so big that's it's stretching elastics
Bbl models I bust on they plastic
Bout to get graphic
Thrusting so hard that I shook off her lashes
Fogged up her glasses
Treat her like slut
But I make it romantic
Trick on the baddest
These niggas can't stand it
Ran it up living my life like it's lavish
Twenty one no kids nigga Ima savage
Said she wanna have my baby
Tried to hold it in i was laughing
Rain deer how she dashing
Malibu inside mansion
Couple bitches on me dancing
Young nigga and I'm handsome
Fantasize and romance em
Do what I want you just do what you can
Won't beef over post you just tough on the gram
Hulk hogans to niggas I give em the slam
Can't change for these bitches I am who I am
At 22 copped me copped crib what you call that hard work
Ima hustle till I'm on it
Fast life blue strips looking like sonic
If this shawty keep looking ima think she want it
A nigga like me been fly since a jit
No time for ah bitch
Not a watch on my wrist
Is it Emily or Kimberley i always forget
long as I live ima keep on thugging
I done came up from the bottom
Nigga we ain't have nothing
Now it's everything designer including my luggage
21 copped me an Audi that's nothing
Huffing and puffing ain't working out nothing
I'm rude to these bitches so why she keep blushing
Writer(s): Amari Jones
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