Hot Girl OhGeesy

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[Intro]
Ha, ha, ha, ha

[Chorus]
She a hot girl, baby, spice it up
Good brain, good pussy, nigga might just wife it up, ayy
She a hot girl, baby, spice it up
Good brain, good pussy, nigga might just wife it up, ayy
She a hot girl, baby, spice it up
Good brain, good pussy, nigga might just wife it up, ayy
She a hot girl, baby, spice it up
Good brain, good pussy, nigga might just wife it up, ayy

[Verse 1]
She a hot bitch like the summertime
Got a Birkin bag with a gun inside
Fuck them lame niggas, fuck the other side
Exclamation point with an underline
What type of caliber? It's a number nine
Got a double cup stuffed, need another line
Bitch so bad, I bet her mother fine
Bitch so bad, I fuck her mama too
Motherfuck the opps and they mama too
Keep gettin' money, that's what I'ma do
Stackin' up racks, got a bitch blue
I'm a hot nigga, I might make the news
Steppin' on the dope, you be tastin' shoes
Why you trippin' on a bitch? Nigga, let her choose
A ho gon' be a ho, I don't make the rules

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