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Stormi Rose
Stormi Rose
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BgLean
BgLean
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Qwaysar
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Stormi Rose
Stormi Rose
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BgLean
BgLean
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I ain't got time For a broke man Why? You can't be broke and A hoe Boy bye You knew wasn't finna Get that off Why try? I-I-I Ain't letting shit slide Wait, hold up Storm Can I get a minute? My minute's cost a dollar Yeen een makin sense You fuckin wit them Rat hoes baby And I sense it You do that shit for pictures You ain't really from the trenches If I let you in these drawls You ain't gone wanna Come out Say the password You know where to Put yo mouth And I fuck with you so hard Cause you know how to put it down And if he speakin on my mans I'll have em put you down Doing allat Talking where yo face at? Ima match yo energy It's kinda hard to take that I do it real sexy like I make you wanna taste that I'm ya favorite liquor Wanna lick her Wit no chaser You ont need no chaser Don't say you need to breathe Finna meet a demon That tequila get me in me Way I put it on em Got em weak up in the knees Take him to nirvana He like what you Do to me Mmm Sshhh just sit back Taste that Stamp it on his face Like a face tat Lay back Ima, do that thing You like yeah I'm Feeling real bad Bitches want yo dick But now I'm on it & They real mad Man niggas trippin Y'all done got me in that mode Sayin that I'm broke bitch I ain't got to up a roll I ain't got to show you shit It's better off if y'all ain't know And Ian coming to no party If I can't come in wit my pole Why Nigga I can't trust soul I'm gone get this pape and Keep it coming that's fasho Niggas out here buying blicks just ta be running with his pole I ain't never ran from shit You niggas know just what I'm on Nah Nigga I been on the road I been trying to get it That's just all a nigga know Niggas taking about some money I been balling with the pros Finna cop me a little Just know I'm dawg in it fasho Nigga niggas need to learn they place Niggas asking about my whereabouts You probably gay Why you flexing wit dat gun When we know it's probably fake Niggas always run they mouth They trying to troll me everyday I said Fuck a Glock I'm rolling With da baby Drake I said Buddy dead he in the dirt Cause he a snake I said They get behind why I got blick Then it's a chase I said You gone look dumb thinking I'm going cause I ain't Nigga I should prolly Call y'all niggas sons Cause I spank niggas Bitches want to talk about my funds Like I ain't winning Ima up ah roll so I can Throw it in they face wit it Niggas steady talking bout it's fonk But yet they ain't spinnin hmm hmm Call it day I just got me a lil Just kno dat bitch calling your name Fuck a turnaround we spinning once They know dat we got aim Never lack if you see me then You should know that G Lock came Yeaa yeaa yea I'm on to something Got to do this for the fam I feel I this shit I know it's coming Nigga better move around Cause right now I won't go for nunin Arp stuffed with the titties right now this Bitch hold a hundred Put that on yo life Watch how quick you get it Taken Bitch I am an Empress You ain't shit Don't be mistaken I gave bitches chances Left the throne up for the taking Bitches cute as fuck But they still ain't fuckin made it Up a hunnid bandz Right back finna flip it Still up in them pockets Here the cash-tag Send it Doing all-at jeffin And I'm standing onnat business Keep throwing subliminals Bitch stay up out my mentions Good in every hood If the bitch don't like me Prolly cause her nigga want me I ain't even want him I just talk shit when I'm horny Bitches riding me And the shit really alarming Yeah, bitch get off my dick Bitches hate on me because I really am the shit Yeah, and we really gettin rich Y'all know we wit the shit Yea, & y'all know What we on Where the fuck that money at?!
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