It's the wolf gang, wolf gang
And she’ll do what she can,
Can you prove there's something you can call your breasts?
I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents
So it's straight c4 from the thoughts i bring, bang
Yeah i think i can.. no i know i can,
I'm lost for words from the wire pasted on her backside
Harder niggas try to hate me, they be lovin’ this side
Now, nigga, it’s the prince
Of whats between those hips
Leaving your old face remoulded placed onto my new face,
Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always
Get booty set sail on coast inhale no choke exhale no smoke no joke...
Bitch you're barely breathin' leavin' on the back of the boat
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