Break It Off Sauce Walka
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[Intro]
Fuck you bitch
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Ooh-wee
[Chorus]
Break me off bitch, zip it open let me see it
You lookin' for a spill type nigga let me p it
Got the Maybach Benz', parked outside
It ain't no faggot bitches ever sittin' in my ride, on a
Po' somthin', hol' somethin' basis
And if the bitch choosin' then she bringin' big faces
Honey bun racist, she gotta' get naked
I know the bitch from earth but I done put her in a spaceship, put her in a spaceship
[Verse 1]
Beep Beep, who got the keys to the G-Wagon Jeep
Brand new Margiela's look like I got dragon feet
Rizzoo's diamonds yellow look like santa took a pee, smokin' Christmas tree
Bitch how could this be, bitch how could you leave
Bitch why would you leave, your brain size of a bean
Face build like a queen, but fuck it pour mo' lean
I need some mo' green, mo' money not cheap lean
She hustle cheap schemes, before we share big dreams
Settle for neat things, instead of elite things
Trapped in [?] jeans before them Dior things
No house where the door rings, now shes on three floor things
Fuck you bitch
GMB GMB GMB GMB GMB GMB
Ooh-wee
[Chorus]
Break me off bitch, zip it open let me see it
You lookin' for a spill type nigga let me p it
Got the Maybach Benz', parked outside
It ain't no faggot bitches ever sittin' in my ride, on a
Po' somthin', hol' somethin' basis
And if the bitch choosin' then she bringin' big faces
Honey bun racist, she gotta' get naked
I know the bitch from earth but I done put her in a spaceship, put her in a spaceship
[Verse 1]
Beep Beep, who got the keys to the G-Wagon Jeep
Brand new Margiela's look like I got dragon feet
Rizzoo's diamonds yellow look like santa took a pee, smokin' Christmas tree
Bitch how could this be, bitch how could you leave
Bitch why would you leave, your brain size of a bean
Face build like a queen, but fuck it pour mo' lean
I need some mo' green, mo' money not cheap lean
She hustle cheap schemes, before we share big dreams
Settle for neat things, instead of elite things
Trapped in [?] jeans before them Dior things
No house where the door rings, now shes on three floor things
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