[Verse 1: Yowda]
You ain't talk about money , bitch shut up
Every nigga 'round me about to come up
A hunnid grand on my accessories
I'm a stunna
40 cal on my waist in case a nigga wanna run up
Never put the gun up
Heated like the summer
And I live for the moment
So I grind to the sun up
Babygirl want me to cut her
No need to wonder girl
I'll beat it like a drummer
Dick her down
No need to tongue her
Got her offa swag
And ain't no need to fund her
Now she givin me the thumb up
Callin me a plumber
And her friends wanna fuck me
Cause she braggin how I done her
But man I ain't trippin on that
Right now I'm just focused on rap
And I ain't talkin beats and microphones
I'm talkin bout bricks
But I ain't buildin homes
You ain't talk about money , bitch shut up
Every nigga 'round me about to come up
A hunnid grand on my accessories
I'm a stunna
40 cal on my waist in case a nigga wanna run up
Never put the gun up
Heated like the summer
And I live for the moment
So I grind to the sun up
Babygirl want me to cut her
No need to wonder girl
I'll beat it like a drummer
Dick her down
No need to tongue her
Got her offa swag
And ain't no need to fund her
Now she givin me the thumb up
Callin me a plumber
And her friends wanna fuck me
Cause she braggin how I done her
But man I ain't trippin on that
Right now I'm just focused on rap
And I ain't talkin beats and microphones
I'm talkin bout bricks
But I ain't buildin homes
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