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GloRilla Real hot girl shit AceC, turn that heat up, nigga On the gang, gang, on the gang, gang Ah He, he, he, he in love with Glo Never got the cookie but got my name tatted (Ayy) Killer where? Don't know who he killed, I heard that mane ratted (Damn) Never full, when it's time to eat, I be his main platter NYC, New York Fashion Week, Tommy Hil' jacket (Huh) Tell these hoes to stay dangerous 'cause nere one of thеy niggas safe (Nah) My nigga say he faithful, I still got a few hoеs just in case (Got too) I can't lie, I used to simp so hard but them my old ways It's three hundred sixty five days in a year, couldn't play with me on none of them days (Woo) Fuckin' ass freaky nigga (Ugh) Don't even wear no condoms (Freaky ass) Don't know how to treat a lady (Like the fuck?) I oughta smack your mama (Bitch) Pussy wet, good ass neck (That's me), so I talk how I wanna Save a nigga, who, bitch? Do I look like fuckin' Superwoman? On the gang He don't wanna be saved, don't save him That is not my nigga, don't claim him 'Bout twenty missed calls, he faded Letras de cancionesWhite boy wasted, Channing Tatum He don't wanna be kept, don't keep him He don't want the baby, then, bitch, don't keep it, ho I don't get left, I'm a leaver (Real hot girl shit, ayy) Hoes love me like Justin Bieber I'm the B-A-D-D-E-S-T (Ah) Same hoes hatin' used to wanna be besties (Besties) You can get your wig turned like Effie (Like Effie) I don't need insurance 'cause a bitch can't wreck me (Baow, baow) Ready or not, I'm comin' like Freddy (Like Freddy) I'm mother, and you know my trick is your daddy (Your daddy) Clock that tea, bitch, catch it (Bitch, catch it) You look like a discount me on Etsy (Ayy) I'm the female titan, I'm steppin' on bitches I'm showin' my titties (Yeah), I tore up the city (Yeah) A P-I-M-P (Yeah), I be hoein' these niggas (Yeah) He run back to me (Yeah) 'cause you borin' a nigga (Borin' a nigga) Fuck is a layover? I ain't waitin' (I ain't waitin') I get the bag then I change destinations (Yeah) These niggas be crazy, I don't blame 'em I'm a dog too, I don't wanna change him (Huh) He don't wanna be saved, don't save him (Save him) That is not my nigga, don't claim him (Yeah) 'Bout twenty missed calls, he faded (Yeah, yeah) White boy wasted, Channing Tatum (Huh, Channing Tatum) I don't wanna be saved, don't save me (Don't save me) You for everybody, nigga, don't claim me (Don't claim me) Hate a nigga tryna tell me what to do You ain't my daddy, I'm not your baby (Not your baby) He don't wanna be saved, don't save him That is not my nigga, don't claim him 'Bout twenty missed calls, he faded White boy wasted, Channing Tatum He don't wanna be kept, don't keep him He don't want the baby, then bitch, don't keep it, ho I don't get left, I'm a leaver Hoes love me like Justin Bieber (Ah) Go Meg Go Meg (Baow) Go Meg (Baow) Go Meg (Baow) Go Meg (Baow) Go Meg (Baow) Go Meg (Ah) Get 'em Glo (Ayy) Get 'em Glo (Huh) Get 'em Glo (Woo) Get 'em Glo (Hey) Get 'em Glo (Huh) Get 'em Glo (Woo, yeah) On the gang, gang Fuck you mean? Y'all know what the fuck goin' on, huh, huh On the gang, gang, on the gang, gang From Letras Mania