Will hmm hmm they hmm hmm will
Bang, pop, pop, this thing go pow
Dolce crop top, my play close down
Those Celine wedges are way downtown
Best dressed up, better, you best dressed down
Oh, it's me, fella, the banji gets out
All females fledge to bambi style
Light my wrist up, flexin blaow
Vamp me up, turn her down
Amp me up, sugar, it's like mm-ow
We got the good-good, the yum-yum, wow
Oh, it's so supple, the ass so round
Trust, there's no trouble, the king go down
Bust your bitch bubble, where's my crown
Banks, flame hot, Rapunzel style?
Bang, pop, pop, this thing go pow
Bang, pop, pop, this thing go pow
If she ain't know, the bitch know now
It's the one, miss, the cunt is out
Flip the scripts, so your bitch know styles
Did that first, but your bitch know now
Bang, pop, pop, this thing go pow
Bang, pop, pop, this thing go pow
If she ain't know, the bitch know now
If she ain't know, the bitch know now
Boy, (boy) don't fill yourself too much on her
Boy, (boy) your friends will laugh at you now, now, now
In that, you been did that, you been with that, you been-been that, bitch
But they all forget you when I spin this shit
Better dance for this and get your skin wet, bitch
Champ in this, see me mingle dip
Making plans to get your little bammer's dick
If she ain't legit you better send that witch
If the mens is rich, you better spend that chip
Better put that M-B, get that, get that banji
Bitch, you know you never looking pretty princey
Pretty princey, pretty pretty princey
Bitches wanna come and look at pretty AB
Pretty AB, pretty pretty AB
Damn, little bam, you could get it maybe
But these bitches always fronting like they in the A-Z
I'm just doing me but these bitches can't breathe
Hoes on 'em, haters on 'em, Hoochies on 'em, players on 'em Vogues and escalators on 'em Hoochies on 'em, flavors on' em
Hoes on 'em, haters on 'em, Hoochies on 'em, players on 'em Vogues and escalators on 'em Hoochies on 'em, flavors on' em
Hoes on 'em, haters on 'em, Hoochies on 'em, players on 'em Vogues and escalators on 'em Hoochies on 'em, flavors on' em
Hoes on 'em, haters on 'em, Hoochies on 'em, players on 'em Vogues and escalators on 'em Hoochies on 'em, flavors on' em
Gonna sip that sip, and hit that dip
Damn little bam, you a real bad bitch
When I twist that hip, and lick that lip
Damn, where ya man when she look like this?
The men that rich, the rich that rich
Hands on the gram, better get that grip
If you built like this, you built like this
Dance with it, dance with it
Gonna sip that sip, and hit that dip
Damn little bam, you a real bad bitch
When I twist that hip, and lick that lip
Damn, where ya man when she look like this?
The men that rich, the rich that rich
Vans on the Grand, better grip that grip
If you built like this, you built like this
Dance with it, dance with it
Come on
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Oh, yo yo yo, these bottom ass bitches with these raggedy ass shoes
I see you, bitch, with your Pellegrino refund, I see you coming out of NYU
Spitting that refund check, getting fly rainbows and shit
Tryna come out of Forever 21 stunting on me
Don't want to see none of your 'Whole Foods' and shit
I see you, motherfucker, let me get some of that Kombucha drink, bitch
Let me get some- shit! I want some, I want some
You stepped it up, you not in McDonalds, you in Chipotle, fuck outta here!
Fuck outta here, so what, you know where the spot at, you still aren't a rap bitch
And you tryna' stunt on me, yeah, you out the hood
Yeah, yeah, yeah, so what?
You out the hood now, I feel you, I feel you
They got government grants and shit like that, that get you outta here
Equal opportunity education programs and shit that got you outta these streets
Now you up in there, you a freshman at UNCC, UNY, whatever, somewhere, studying some shit about political science
And you tryna do your shit on the side and you downtown just closing
You won't, you having a good time, but when I see you, bitch, just light me up
You know it's me! Light me up, when I ask you, just light me up
You know me, don't front now, don't front now
Oh, yeah, I don't smoke blunts no more, I don't smoke no blunts no more, bamboo now
You got on some white boys, I feel you!
And now you don't wanna light me up when you see me come through
We don't drink Henny no more? Oh, nah, you drinking?
White wine, haha!
White wine, bitch, okay
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