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Yeah, you know I might Tell me the price Then you know I might Ride me like a pony Yeah, I'm whipping white Tell me what you like I'ma kill that pussy cause a felony tonight Ride me like a pony while I'm playing Ginuwine Patek or the Rollie, but I never can decide, oh Flexin' on 'em, yeah, that's what I do, yeah Diamonds on my chain to fit the mood, yeah Thousand on some shoes that's nothing new Shades on all the time, they think I'm rude Ooh, if you had money like me what would you do? I like your vibe and your attitude Fashion weekend so I take her Paris, buy her Jimmy Choo Jimmy Choo or the Fendi I run a check up in the make-up store on Fenty You know the vibe, it's the Hennessy and Pepsi Fishnet tights, open-wide, she said, "Let's eat" One phone call and that's a-go Didn't know then now you know And a dotty in her coat Letras de cancionesFree up Goddy, that's my bro They wish death on me, I know Make dua protect my soul Took her Mallorca, broke my heart, a lesson to me Got a stock from Askar, I got a weapon on me If you're talking jail time, I got a 7 on me Open ya legs, let me watch you pee Still waiting for Gutta, I need that nigga free Run up in the bando, tell 'em, "Freeze" Drug addict, I gotta chill if I got promethazine Tell me what you like I'ma kill that pussy cause a felony tonight Ride me like a pony while I'm playing Ginuwine Patek or the Rollie, but I never can decide, oh Flexin' on 'em, yeah, that's what I do, yeah Diamonds on my chain to fit the mood, yeah Thousand on some shoes that's nothing new Shades on all the time, they think I'm rude Ooh, yo if you had money like me what would you do? I like your vibe and your attitude Fashion weekend so I take her Paris, buy her Jimmy Choo Rollie or the Pati' out, fist in your chatty mouth Used to keep the Marge in my Maggie's house No I mean Maggie in my Marge's Your brown skin layin' on the carpet Started in the DM now we're doin' up massages Jeans from Italia, money made me happier Rice and Tilapia, Cali' not the Ami-ah Big batty girl from Somalia I won't make you choose, yeah, I won't make you choose The AP looking icey but my Rollie looking cool All the shit that I've been through I'll take a perc, I'm on the moon This Rollie 41 and my diamonds peek-a-boo She think I'm going crazy, all this money that I spend Treat you like a lady, baby, I will pay your rent All these lies that I don't hear, tell me you don't care I can treat you like a Queen, baby, go and tell your friends Tell me what you like I'ma kill that pussy cause a felony tonight Ride me like a pony while I'm playing Ginuwine Patek or the Rollie, but I never can decide, oh Flexin' on 'em, yeah, that's what I do, yeah Diamonds on my chain to fit the mood, yeah Thousand on some shoes that's nothing new Shades on all the time, they think I'm rude Ooh, yo if you had money like me what would you do? I like your vibe and your attitude Fashion week and so I take her Paris, buy her Jimmy Choo From Letras Mania