Them baggy sweat pants And the Reeboks with the straps [With the straps] She turned around and gave that big booty a smack [Ayy] She hit the floor [She hit the floor] Next thing you know Shawty got low low low low low low low low. One stack come on Two stacks come on Three stacks come on, now that's three grand What you think I'm playin baby girl I'm the man, I'll bend the rubber bands. That's what I told her, her legs on my shoulder I knew it was ova, that Henny and Cola Got me like a Soldier She ready for Rover, I couldn't control her So lucky oo me, I was just like a clover Shorty was hot like a toaster Sorry but I had to fold her, Like a pornography poster She showed her. I was on it, sexy woman, let me shownin They be want it two in the mornin I'm zonin in them rosay bottles foamin She wouldn't stop, made it drop Shorty did that pop and lock, Had to break her off that gwap Gah it was fly just like my glock. Them baggy sweat pants And the Reeboks with the straps [With the straps] She turned around and gave that big booty a smack [Ayy] She hit the floor [She hit the floor] Next thing you know Shawty got low low low low low low low low Come on! Please click here if you are not redirected within a few seconds.
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Everybody wanna be a dope boy Everybody wanna be a coke boy Everybody got a chopper, everybody getting money Everybody say they from the hood Everybody real but they not boy Everybody say that shes a bad bitch Everybody on Instagram looking like they mad rich But they not Everybody say they started from the bottom now they at the top. Everybody say they got a hater Everybody got paper, guess aint nobody broke But who am me to talk about the next nigga out here flexing when I did it before And who is you to take about this nigga Would you see a nigga hit it with the top-down? Well you sound like a hater on the front line? Imma hit the block for you one more time Everybody got something to say Everybody wanna hate if you ask me, every bitch gay In the club dancing on a friend trying to pretend We aint know you go both ways Every nigga Think that shit cool, Dont you be fool You should bring your friend home witcha Tell you eat her pussy you cant be mad Cause you shouldn't gave me the wrong picture.