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Let's go (b-)
Wait a minute, who are you? (Ayy, yo, K.i.D)
B-, I'm a dawg, that's how I talk (grrt)
My b-, she like when I be cussin'
Yeah, b- (woof, woof), she like how I be f-
I put her forehead on my forehead
Tell lil' b-, "This p- mine", ain't no discussion
She like, "Yeah", that's what she like when she be nu-
She back to back, that's how I act when it be up there
Your broke- baby daddy ain't got no car, ain't even got bus fare
You need my driver come and pick you up? She be like, "F- yeah"
That's where my brother'nem keep all the d-, so we can't f- there
You put your hands on me, ain't got no gun? You might as well play dead
"How the f- them other h- leave you alone?" That's what my bae said
Just cashed out on the crib, top of the year, I'ma get that drop -
I like my b- crazy, crack a smile, you better drop-dead
"You ain't gotta join no gang when you got stain", that's what my pops said
Pow-pow-pow, pow-pow, that's what my Glock said
I ain't playin' with none of these n-, -, try me, mm
Damn, Baby, what that is? That's a body
My s- go fast, when I pull off, you can hear, Ricky Bobby
Keep on hatin', I'ma end up stayin' at your crib
And I make a p- n- bleed, they gon' end up sayin' he on his p-
B-, I'm a dawg, that's how I talk (grrt)
My b-, she like when I be cussin'
Yeah, b- (woof, woof), she like how I be f-
I put her forehead on my forehead
Tell lil' b-, "This p- mine", ain't no discussion
She like, "Yeah", that's what she like when she be n-
Mm, yeah, Kilo
I hit decline up on a n- (yeah, no)
I don't let 'em waste my time (nope)
Askin' all these stupid questions (what?)
Who it's for? This p- mine (this p- mine, h-)
I been a ten, these n- know it
Don't pillow talk, don't drop a dime
Play, you lay, that's word to Stunna (uh, uh-uh, uh)
Yeah, I'm a ten but this a nine (bah-bah)
Double Gs 'cause I'm Gucci (boom), I set it off like I'm Boosie (let's go)
I like a n- who nasty (on gang), and sing to me like he Toosie (he Toosie)
I throw it back on a n- (woo), my p- smack on a n- (yeah)
He like, "Mm", and I'm like, "Yeah", I make it clap on a nigga (come here)
And that's a fact (oo)
I took a lotta Ls, now I want Ms 'cause I'm a Mac ('cause I'm a Mac)
If it's big and long and standin' tall, I call it Shaq (I call it Shaq)
I make him wrap his d- up like he spittin' on the track (okay)
Don't come givin' me no babies 'cause I'm quick to throw 'em back (okay)
Yeah, I like it rough, n- (ooh)
You got your forehead on my forehead 'cause you stuck, n- ('cause you stuck, n-)
Sometimes I s- it for an hour, ain't no rush, n- (what's the rush, n-?)
He give me b- 'til his face just like a slush, n- (yeah, -, -)
'Cause it's KayyKilo, a kilo (yeah), don't rush the line like a free throw (lil' b-)
I got 'em poppin' they p- and bendin' over to me, h- (woo, to me, -)
I take a trip to the bank (that bank), he with some b-, now she blank (she blank)
Just dropped a bag on your head (woo, woo), could give a f- what you think (on gang)
B-, I'm a dawg, that's how I talk (grrt) (it's Kilo)
My b-, she like when I be cussin'
Yeah, b- (woof, woof), she like how I be f- (yeah)
I put her forehead on my forehead
Tell lil' b-, "This p- mine", ain't no discussion (mm)
She like, "Yeah", (yeah) that's what she like when she be nu- (ha-ha)
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