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Turnt up with Robert Cavalli and I'm poppin' some molly
Turnt up with Robert Cavalli, poppin' some molly
In the back of the club and I'm sippin' that--
S-s-s-sippin' that, s-s-s-sippin' that bub
I know you saw me
I'm ridin' round with my top down
Scary bitches don't make a sound
I could fuck who I want, I'm grown now
Baby Phatt on my butt with my toes out
Pink stripes in my hair and a blow out
If you ridin' with me, you a star now
If you ridin' with me, you can show out
And if you not fuckin' good, not faking sounds
Trappin' down the highway with my tour, oww
Make the wrong move, bitches have a shoot out
Beat a bitch to the ground, [?]
Used to be a [?], I'm tryna [?] now
With my shoes now, I groove now
Single hoes in Louis Vuitton shoes now
In a coupe now eating fruit now
I'm the shit but I act like he new now
Turnt up with Robert Cavalli and I'm poppin' some molly
In the back of the club and I'm sippin' that bub
And I'm lookin' so fly, would've never saw me
Shot of brandy, bump of coke
Now everybody looking twice as nice
Keep a Glock with me, turn me on
[?], fuck your life
Fuck your life, fuck your life, fuck your life, fuck your life
Can you f-f-ffuccck your life?
Turnt up with Robert Cavalli and I'm poppin' some molly
Turnt up with Robert Cavalli, p-p-poppin' some molly
In the back of the club and I'm sippin' that--
S-s-s-sippin' that, s-s-s-sippin' that bub
I know you saw me