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Dimitri D Beverly
Dimitri D Beverly
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Yeah, fuck your ex nigga, he feelin' a way Fuck your ex, nigga, he still in the way And you know that's my pussy, don't give It away Just don't give it away, yeah You know a nigga go hard, baby That's why your bag say, go yard, baby I love it when you put your feet up and I'm deep in We got the head board bangin' As long as I'm with you, you never lonely We can do whatever, you know it's on me Bottles on bottles, tequila only Bottles on bottles like, Yeah Cos amigos got me loaded I don't need anymore I'ma hit it to your slippers on the floor I done fucked you out your Christian Dior's And I know you still going back and forth With that lame ass nigga only hit me when You're bored And you swear to God he a real nigga That's the same nigga we be sending to the store Yeah, fuck your ex, nigga, he feelin' a way Fuck your ex, nigga, he still in the way And you know that's my pussy, don't give It away Just don't give it away, Yeah You know a nigga go hard, baby That's why your bag say, go yard, baby I love it when you put your feet up and I'm deep in We got the head board bangin' As long as I'm with you, you never lonely We can do whatever, you know it's on me Bottles on bottles, tequila only Bottles on bottles like, Yeah A couple shots ain't enough, that's the motto Killed the bottle, of reposado Now we mixin' OJ with the Blanco Movin' fast, OJ in a Bronco Shit, I'm tryna make it home like pronto Where your bitch go, shit, hell if I know I was just runnin' from her like 5-0 She tryna chase a nigga back to the condo Yeah, fuck your ex, nigga, he still in the way Fuck your ex, nigga, he still in the way And you know that's my pussy, don't give it Away Just don't give it away, Yeah You know a nigga go hard, baby That's why your bag say, go yard, baby I love it when you put your feet up and I'm deep in We got the head board bangin' As long as I'm with you, you never lonely We can do whatever, you know it's on me Bottles on bottles, tequila only Bottles on bottles, tequila only I could blow you up just fine, baby
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