Yeah, uh, the Benji's Don't know why, but she sound like, "Oh my God" I just hopped in the 'Rari, bitch like, "Oh my," uh Said, "Oh my God" (Hahaha, Nick you're stupid)
Them blue ones, I be countin' Benji's I got your ho, yeah, tryna be my friend of me Her nigga my enemy, he wan' be an angel Hop on the scene, everybody better lay low
Pull up to your party with my bitch, we left with two hoes And we get it crazy, baby, pull up, left with two more If I don't do nothin', you know I count them blue notes Don't fuck with too many niggas, I might just hop in that two-door
Baby, don't let me get that, don't let me get that Don't be mad 'cause your bitch let me hit that Lil' nigga, you know you ain't with that You shootin' my shot, you a brick-brack I can't see all these niggas, they too low I can't wait to hit it, that's a new low Yeah, baby you know (You know, you know) We get big bags, I advise you should know, ayy Woah, baby, I advise you should know I know your nigga can't do it like this Say I got ice, I got two on my wrist (Two on my) Your shorty, she on my body doin' tricks Keep talkin' that hot, you want me to blick
Them blue ones, I be countin' Benji's I got your ho, yeah, tryna be my friend of me Her nigga my enemy, he wan' be an angel Hop on the scene, everybody better lay low
Pull up to your party with my bitch, we left with two hoes And we get it crazy, baby, pull up, left with two more If I don't do nothin', you know I count them blue notes Don't fuck with too many niggas, I might just hop in that two-door
Them blue ones, I be countin' Benji's I got your ho, yeah, tryna be my friend of me Her nigga my enemy, he wan' be an angel Hop on the scene, everybody better lay low
Pull up to your party with my bitch, we left with two hoes And we get it crazy, baby, pull up, left with two more If I don't do nothin', you know I count them blue notes Don't fuck with too many niggas, I might just hop in that two-doorTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
