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Could make her a star, I told a hop in the wraith
I know she a dime
I could tell by her shape
We can go to Chanel
Have a ball, ball
Look at my bitch
She too bad for y'all
Look at my bitch
Look at my wrist
Nigga been putting no shit, got minks on after fall
Pop my shit ain't with the cap at all
No lab Diamond nigga these natural
She's so bad
I might spend it all
Ain't go to the beach
She wanna hit the mall
Bitch so bad. She too bad for y'all
I'll be on the way
Just pick up and call. 250 her wrist, my bitch a boss
Pussy so good I bought a loft
Pick up, then I drop her off
Bend her over, cause I know it's soft
Bitch so bad, she go piss them off
You don't wanna know what my wrist costs
Pulling up double top off
Could make her a star, I told a hop in the wraith
I know she a dime
I could tell by her shape
We can go to Chanel
Have a ball, ball
Look at my bitch
She too bad for y'all
Look at my bitch
Look at my wrist
Nigga been putting no shit, got minks on after fall
Pop my shit ain't with the cap at all
No lab Diamond nigga these natural
GIA, yeah, nigga, these natural
Wunna ain't the only one play my whole team past the ball
Focused on get this paper
I took more Adderall
Working all day and night, I barely answer calls
Half a ticket on my wrist
Put 200 on my bitch
Gold bottle, poppin, Chris, stash the money in the ditch
Summer through the winter
Keep that money coming in
You fucking with a winner
I told you I can make you win
Could make her a star, I told a hop in the wraith
I know she a dime
I could tell by her shape
We can go to Chanel
Have a ball, ball
Look at my bitch
She too bad for y'all
Look at my bitch
Look at my wrist
Nigga been putting no shit, got minks on after fall
Pop my shit ain't with the cap at all
No lab Diamond nigga these natural
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