Tssss
Two bitches all on me
Two cups, that's all on me
Tipper Howes is on the beat
Two bitches all on me
Two bitches all on me
Two cups, that's all on me
All these bitches is some freaks
Two cups, that's all on me
Turn up
All them bitches all on me
Two cups, that's all on me
All these bitches is some freaks
Roll up to, I can't
My glasses is all
That bitch she was so
That girl love, yeah
Baby, I don't drink
I want that money, run all the racks
You know I might just throw a lot
You know I might just show a lot
Ain't no lean in the Fanta
Might as well just pour it out
I do not need that hoe a lot
One time then I throw her out
Threw my dick all in hеr mouth
Like I'm giving root canal
Saying that that be the lifеstyle
Rockstar, mansion, lifestyle
That boy want all my style
His girl wanting my child
Say that boy keep playin'
I ain't mad, it's all right
Bitches all on me
Two bitches all on me
Two cups, that's all on me
All these bitches is some freaks
Two cups, that's all on me
Turn up
All them bitches all on me
Two cups, that's all on me
All these bitches is some freaks
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