They ain't say that then they wouldn't be haters
With all that crap, he still gets his girls
All the girls with the pictures from the waist up
On they car note to go to the club
Girls always playing games with emotions
Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six
I work at dolly dimples, flip pizzas for a living
And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing
They slowly showin they colors
We should appreciate the girls
Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,
He lying i’m on papers
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