The God (Gats On Dec) Ayesha Erotica

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[Intro]
(Dontae, Dontae, Dontae)
(B. production, B., B. production)
(It's, it's, it's, it's the trapper keeping one)
[Verse]
This wuss stay on my side
I'm getting anxious down to ride
My booty is so fat, I'm rocking two, so is my guy
I'm breakin' doors, kidnapping hoes, my foes, already knows
My clip extended to the floor
You motherfuckers stray the hood
Heard you got guns that I bet you won't shoot
I put the bullets to your head to your shoes
Bitches feelin' sick, ain't got the flu
My gun shake, no time to loot
Talking murder, you niggas fluke
I'm [?] yo [?], on my fresh paint nails
[Outro]
(It's, it's, it's, it's the Trapper keeping one, one)