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90210 • s5e11
2008
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, free Doody Get richer every year (Venexxi) Bird business, BB, GG (Paulo), yeah, yeah (Mingo, haha), hahaha, yeah Uh-huh, uh-huh Swing your fuckin' pole, nigga Act like you wanna do somethin' She ride on the dick like a pole, nigga Beat on that bitch like a cucumber These hoes ain't gettin' my new number In the fast GLE-ski, pushin' it with my Dior runners Yeah, I'm up three hundred-ball, I want a new hundred-ball I want a big double R, no, I don't pop handlebars No, I don't recycle bars, I got a lot in my catalog I'm tryna put a new car, ha, in my motherfuckin' garage Yeah, shoutout lil' Sosa, bitch, that be my twin Call up lil' Jay to come smoosh his ass He gon' hit him then he spinnin' again Oh, I did it again, bitch, all for the win Yeah, we committin' sins, double CC the lens Diamonds, you see through the tint, even at five percent Yeah, lil' bitch, I'm going in, can't let up on these niggas ever again No, huh, never again, my nigga, don't call me your twin Just 'cause we fucked the same bitch (pussy), our money not the same length They tryna knock me off, at least that's what I heard Don't get your face took off, lil' pussy, you know I fly with the birds Tell me how much for the syrup? Tell me how much for the- Getting high 'til I leave Earth, put that big body on the fuckin' curb, nigga Tell me what's the fuckin' word, nigga (yeah, huh?) Tell me what's the fuckin' word, pussy Tell me what's the fuckin' word, bitch, you heard? (Huh?) Tell me what's the fuckin' word, nigga (haha) Hey, heard that boy got shit bagged (boom, pow, ha) They hit him all up in his stomach (ah) When I wake up in the mornin', think about the money Yeah, ha, wake up, think about the hunnids Swing your fuckin' pole, nigga Act like you wanna do somethin' She ride on the dick like a pole, nigga Beat on that bitch like a cucumber These hoes ain't gettin' my new number In the fast GLE-ski, pushin' it with my Dior runners Yeah, I'm up three hundred-ball, I want a new hundred-ball I want a big double R, no, I don't pop handlebars No, I don't recycle bars, I got a lot in my catalog I'm tryna put a new car, ha, in my motherfuckin' garage
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