Dreams of giant mansions, diamonds chains, 8 or 9 cars,
A fuck that we will never give is like our pops
Yeah, tell me about the love of ours
I feel like i got fifty cars
I style on new york, pile up my fork
Damn... my levels foreign wheres ya passport
My bitch: she educated, walking college grounds
Getting knocked down by some pussy ass clowns.
If shes too blurred to speak, then getting pussy isnt an accomplishment/
This is delight no surprise, tonight’s not any different
Hoes show me love, niggas give me props
Like 40 scores of foreign wars i bring the bombs
Only way yall getting pussy is if you call up a slut
I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement
And it is to drive in all these fancy cars
Get a little smart, want to change yo tops
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