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j shiest
j shiest
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Rex Threat
Rex Threat
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Jerald Parks
Jerald Parks
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Marcus Threat
Marcus Threat
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Aubrey Drake Graham
Aubrey Drake Graham
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Rex Threat
Rex Threat
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Yeah, all the bad bitches work together She say PARTYNEXTDOOR her favorite but, j shiest get her wetter Yo' bitch gone go right for this swag, that fly shit make her wetter We came in with two long mags and two big ass Beretta's Throw yo' FIVE up, forever She wanna come lay up but, I gotta get my shit together You can't fuck my day up 'cause I got on this Marni sweater Fuck, my allergies fucking me up, hoping I'll be back better soon Play with me, you doomed, yeah Riding in Atlanta, rolling up good weed in a cocoon Kimo pretty ass just text my phone about seeing me soon Instagram think me and Safi fucking 'round, acting a fool I don't know who badder between Tara or Dess, bro, I can't choose Fuck it, Five, let's pop it Neci irk my soul, but, she bad too Fuck it, I'm gone walk it Chi-Chi know that she some fine shit too Jayden ass sit up like bunk beds, finna lay down in that room Ariel ass fine as hell, but, I got respect for her dude They say shooters shoot, so, KK, Ash, and Sky, what's up wit' you? Maya, I know you'd be mad if I had went without saying you Dylan ass gone have to crash again 'cause I don't fuck wit' dude How the hell he mad at me because I love bad bitches too? Yeah, on FIVE (You said "I love you" too fast) Yeah, yeah, yup (So much for that, 'cause summer just started and we're already done) Yup, yup, yup, (WAG on me, Wag on three) Ha ha ha (One, two three, WAG) Yeah, all the bad bitches work together (Yeah, you say I led you on, but you followed me) She say PARTYNEXTDOOR her favorite but, j shiest get her wetter Yo' bitch gone go right for this swag, that fly shit make her wetter We came in with two long mags and two big ass Beretta's Throw yo' FIVE up, forever She wanna come lay up but, I gotta get my shit together You can't fuck my day up 'cause I got on this Marni sweater Fuck, my allergies fucking me up, hoping I'll be back better soon Play with me, you doomed
Writer(s): Aubrey Drake Graham, Jerald Parks, Marcus Threat Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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