Cause everytime yall come around
That fat ass looks juicy and round
That nigga couldn't name drop, but it's all good
Got a little too much confidence and seem shook
I’m way harder than the concrete
Chill ass song, bring all that heat
All that counts is that head up your ass,
Ff-fuck outta here, thats how they gettin gas
But i'm gonna keep on going 'til the day that i drop and that all
You ain't' doing shit til you put 10 gees on fantasy football
They right too cause
Now you got that drop off
When the beat drop, just feel that thunder
{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her
Please... twerk twerk, let that ass work,
My shirt, purple label my shirt
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