She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her
Always got that dank weed like a dealer,
I thought that when you got it
Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that
I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either
King the ring and got that sting like barb wire
He act like a fog cause he got that mystery flow
Two of her friends strip she never judge them though
Oh, so it ain't gone happen like that
To get them niggas while they laid back
Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop
I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got
I got a girl that likes it when we never fight
Heard you had a bad day, well lets make it a good night
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