Beach House* Destroy Lonely

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... ayy, I bought a beach house
I'm touching down, shawty got her feet out
I just turnt her up, she a freak now
And I'm balling don't need your rebound
Up and down, now she bouncin'
She come around, can't speak 'bout it
Baby Money, Baby Money
Huh, yeah, I got a Jeep on me
She get to dancing for three thousand
Pull off with your hoe, what you do 'bout it?
I got the racks on [?], it's the cheat code
And I got a real rich bitch, no cheap hoe
I need a whole hundred thousand, no free shows
I got 200 on my neck, I can't be cheap bro
I paid some thousands for this pint, this ain't no cheap drank
I got her geeking of the X, she work on weekdays
I got her skipping school, she just won the sweepstakes
She just want a lil' money, yeah she know I get paid
My twin, he 'bout to make the sun shine
With the racks, 'bout to make a rainy day
I Got your hoe, she standing on the front line
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