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(feat. Chris Travis & Idontknowjeffery) [Intro] Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up [Verse 1: Idontknowjeffery] I'm rockin' Fendi, at Wendy's buyin' plenty, with Sidney New York City, 350 and I'm tipsy, I'm tipsy You know I'm tipsy, you know I know them Brittanys and Sidneys I pull up with hickeys and they still suck me and lick me And my bitches not strictly dickly, they know I'm trickin' Didn't he, didn't he throw all them Benjis, you saw them 50s Listen, bitch, I told you do not trust him from the beginning Yeen listen, yeen listen, get the fuck on the 750 [Verse 2: Xavier Wulf] I completely dare a bitch to try and hit my blunt I completely dare a nigga that thought I was a punk I completely pull up to you bitch whenever I want I completely strip a bad bitch and knock it down Pull my .46 and go rumble through the town I cannot be found, I'm in the dungeon trimmin' loud Told that bitch "Fuck 12", no cuffin' here allowed Bitch, that ain't my style, I get giggity goop wild Wulf Quagmire, I think I'm Jeff, I'm trickin' out When, where, and how, bitch, you got me so aroused I don't need a spouse, I got no time for cat and mouse Run a bitch throat, oh, oh, then kick her out [Verse 3: Idontknowjeffery] All the stripper women stare at Jeffery stuntin' dummy I'm sippin' gin and tonic, stomach feelin' funny, dummy I'm damn near 'bout to vomit, bitches say they cummin', want it They know I got them hundreds and I know they want it, want it The HQ is haunted, that's your only warning, yeah The night is still a youngin, even though it's sunny, aye And, bitch, if you don't show me nothing, I don't owe you nothing All my bitches pussy poppin', all my bitches on something [Verse 4: Chris Travis] Thousand on my kicks, boy, leave a nigga fixed, boy Makin' shit like Hit-Boy, never been no lick, boy Bitch, I am a drip boy, diamonds on me white, boy Hangin' out the coupe, bitch, I'm lookin' like a Spice Boy All these hoes be goofy, tell her relax like white noise Bitch, I came from Gucci, just bought some shit that wasn't in store All these niggas groupies, they need to go back bein' employed Like Eazy, bitch, I'm ruthless, but, bitch, I am a Water Boy
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