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Lonni Monae
Lonni Monae
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Lonni Monae
Lonni Monae
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Finna get crazy in this bitch
Finna get crazy -
Finna get crazy in this bitch
Five hoes, seen ten baggies in this bitch
I cannot lay up with no bitch
I'll smack her real quick and send her home to some dick (bye)
You can't fuck with me, I'm a problem
Can't bring my liquor in the club, I'll put it in a bottle
Can't bring your bitch up in the club, she looking like a model
I'll bring that shit up in the club, they think we hit the lotto
Badass, super fat, I got all these hoes mad
I don't want your ****, you can get him right back
I'm marching on the opposite I'll put it on your dad
I'll laugh about these **** that I already had
What we talking about?
I don't fuck with lame hoes, better watch your mouth
I don't never aim low, I just let it out
All these **** in the world, pussy ain't a drought
I'll fucking get mad like get the fuck out
I can't tell if you want me or you want the clout
I can tell you getting hungry, you can eat me down
Finna get crazy in this bitch
Five hoes, seen ten babies in this bitch
I cannot lay it with no bitch
I'll smack her real quick and send her home to some dick (go to your man)
Finna get crazy in this bitch
Five hoes, seen ten babies in this bitch
I cannot lay it with no bitch
I'll smack her real quick and send her home to some dick
I don't fuck with bums, that's her ops job
Put up where you at, that's a hot stop
She laying out the candles, that's a blow job
I put up on my ex, that's his ho's job
We gon' be nice, I'm acta educated
Bitch, we going up the stairs, but they elevated
I don't want no ****, I just want the paper
Bitch, don't cry about no **** that's gon' eat me later
He gon' love me down, he gon' eat me up
Got me showing off, I don't give a fuck
When I drop a song, gotta turn it up
Big Lonnie P got these hoes stuck
Lame ass hoes, y'all don't wanna get down
Hey nice bitch, I can see you in the crowd
Throw them peas up, I'ma say that shit loud
I don't got a high, bitches know I be around
Fuck you talking about poor ass hoes
Bitch, I get money, I don't act funny
Bitch, I spend cheese and smoke weed, get high and stay fly
Broke ass bitch, throw them Ps up
Written by: Lonni Monae
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