Was Hannin

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Freaky, nasty. She a lil' cutie with a booty, jamming.

Uh, tell me how to grab it, slap it. Acting like you wanna get to it, chatting.

We can get a little freaky, nasty. Rap, rap, bully with a toolie, blasting.

Uh, get a little ratchet, swaggy. Pretty girl, sad face, chatting.

-Uh. -Go 'head, boy.

-Put your money where your mouth is. -Money boy.

Don't stop, keep counting.

-Go 'head, boy. -Bet this pussy move mountains.

-Money boy. -Don't stop, just bounce it.

-Go 'head, boy. -You know I love a lil' dreadhead.

-Money boy. -And I heard he got a third leg.

-Go 'head, boy. -Can I ride it like a moped?

-Money boy. -He said, "Yeah, girl, go 'head.

" Never leave me, every nigga need me. He wanna meet me, but can he keep me?

Face card cold like the AC. Pussy leave a nigga cryin' like a baby. Uh-huh. Bitch,

I'm Slim, not Shady. Did I take your nigga? Maybe. Good head, he concentrated.

Popstar, I might not make it. Freaky, nasty.

She a lil' cutie with a booty, jamming. Uh, tell me how to grab it, slap it.

Acting like you wanna get to it, chatting. We can get a little freaky, nasty.

Rap, rap, bully with a toolie, blasting. Uh, get a little ratchet, swaggy. Pretty girl, sad face, chatting.

-Uh. -Go 'head, boy.

-Put your money where your mouth is. -Money boy.

Don't stop, keep counting.

-Go 'head, boy. -Bet this pussy move mountains.

-Money boy. -Don't stop, just bounce it.

-Go 'head, boy. -You know I love a lil' dreadhead.

-Money boy. -And I heard he got a third leg.

-Go 'head, boy. -Can I ride it like a moped?

-Money boy. -He said, "Yeah, girl, go 'head. "

Dreadhead, I be everywhere the bread at.

Money long, I'm like, "Where the rubber band at? " A girl that say she don't smoke, but I can't stand.

I throw this money while she pop it on a handstand. Two girls at one time, that's the share plan.

I roll another one up, I'm an industry plant.

She keep her rolls fully charged, she don't need a man. I hit a joint and start floating like Peter Pan.

Tia, it'll be really nice to meet ya. Smoke a doobie, have some sushi, pull your seat up.

Only got room for one more in this two-seater. Always wanted a good girl, but I need her.

Freaky, nasty.

She a lil' cutie with a booty, jamming.

-Uh. -Uh, tell me how to grab it, slap it.

-I hope you know how. -Acting like you wanna get to it, chatting.

If not, I'ma show you how to.

We can get a little freaky, nasty. Rap, rap, bully with a toolie.

-Yeah. -Blasting.

-Yeah. -Uh, get a little ratchet, swaggy.

Pretty girl, sad face, chatting.

-Uh. -Go 'head, boy.

-Put your money where your mouth is. -Money boy.

-Don't stop, keep counting. -Go 'head, boy.

-Bet this pussy move mountains. -Money boy.

-Don't stop, just bounce it. -Go 'head, boy.

-You know I love a lil' dreadhead. -Money boy.

-And I heard he got a third leg. -Go 'head, boy.

-Can I ride it like a moped? -Money boy.

He said, "Yeah, girl, go 'head. "