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Finesse Da Glo (feat. Finesse2Tymes)
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Two of 'em d.a. got that d**e I don't do the friend Don't call me your friend I don't do the buddy I am not your buddy Don't need you to cook don't need you to clean Pull up we ******* Pull up and get out of here gone I pour a four in a peach Arizona I hit her raw and got caught in the moment Oops I got her saying she love me ***** how you love me and don't even know me Ah Bought her some Maison Margiela And now I can **** her whenever Whenever I want her Speed up on the Addy slow it down on the Tesla This a Percocet 30 I'm looking through the Bulgari Sorry but I can tell you 'flaging You cap Like free Black Haven free Big Larry They fed They really was mobbing Mob **** a vouch **** that Break them fifties out **** a house Hit my man Boom All you see is shells jumping out Jumping out We the Klan Aryan Nation I don't **** with niggas KKK KKK If it wasn't for choppers man I probably wouldn't be here today Get your ho and tell her to pipe down with her lil' ugly a*s Let's go stack for stack Not body for body with your little ******* a*s I ain't botherin' nobody If they throwin' shots you know that I'm busting back Baow baow baow He thinking he doing somethin' 'til I turn around Then just get to ******* back I know you watchin' like some pictures since you lurkin' Ayy Raw as hell gotta come see it person Come here It's that Leo in me I don't want you I'm just flirtin' ***** we get **** done We might not post it but we workin' On gang Okay your ***** want me Don't it You caught her likin' all my pics and you was sick wasn't it Huh Why you keep blowin' up my phone You want some d**k don't it I know it The way she made her p***y squirt I thought she pissed on me goddamn your p***y wet Okay I lost the ho What happened But knocked two more h*es the same day Two times Favoritism Ooh I treat all h*es the same way The same way Say I'm a trick Never Ho a lie ain't **** to tell Tell You been selling p***y ten years and you still broke as hell That's crazy Your whole clique want me I stamp it But tell the store runners move over I want the big homie Get at me This p***y tight he like the way that lil' joint grip on it This pressure Ayy this the **** that make you wanna leave your ***** don't it I know it ooh-wee she gon' be sick Confidence through the roof On God They say I'm cocky I just know I'm fine Can't go for nothin' Nathan They a*s gon' have me ****** up every time Say I'm a ho Say what Nigga just mad 'cause he ain't **** yet Been in my DMs seven years and still ain't had no luck yet On gang
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