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(Is that Chris?) Fuck you niggas, I got myself Fuck these hoes, I'll fuck myself You, you, you way too far left Steered it straight, whip went to the left Compliments go out to the chef Arm & Hammer, Smith & Wesson Bring the mops, it's a mess Niggas love to bring me down, down, the dope be lifting me up Gang get a bag from the pound pound rats gon' sure eat up Stick with a whole lot of rounds, rounds, don't stick 'round none of us Love the way it sink down, pink drop stain the cup Love the way it sink down, pink drop stain the cup My ho mad I entertain hoes They buy tickets to my shows Same guap I use to buy your clothes Some of them was your friends before No, no, no, can't trust no ho Send her homegirl to spy on me Call her up, got dick in her throat Got a few songs went down on the road That don't make these niggas my bros Most y'all just need a place to go Hot hot hot when we bring a brim Letras de cancionesNigga jump me then we jump them Nigga robbed me? I need to know when Lights, camera, action, shooter with the film Pussy lil' niggas, you niggas [?] 'Cause a bad nigga talk to you like [?] Fuck you niggas, I got myself Fuck these hoes, I'll fuck myself You, you, you way too far left Steered it straight, whip went to the left Compliments go out to the chef Arm & Hammer, Smith & Wesson Bring the mops, it's a mess Niggas love to bring me down, down, the dope be lifting me up Gang get a bag from the pound pound rats gon' sure eat up Stick with a whole lot of rounds, rounds, don't stick 'round none of us Love the way it sink down, pink drop stain the cup Love the way it sink down, pink drop stain the cup Love the way it sink down, pink drop stain the cup Love the way it sink down, pink drop stain the cup From Letras Mania