ProdByVen

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smoking on presidents 
make one call and slat come sending shots through your residents 
two wrongs dont make a right girl stop the pettiness
u cant fit my shoes and if u could u couldnt handle this yeah
idk why i rushed u
idk why i put the ring on your finger ion even trust u
idk what came to me shi idk why i fucked you
idk why i popped those pills just to prove that i loved you yeah

yuh yuh go and shake that ass hun
thumbin through those bills im in love with dirty cash son
i dont want a girl shi im still fucked up by the last one
heard your man make music well his music fucking trash hun

pull up to the bank boy im fucking up a check 
close your legs i only want the neck 
close your legs bitch i only want the neck
only want the neck
bitch i only want the neck
yeah them boys know how im coming
tried to get you to stop smoking bitch but u aint wanna hear nun yeah
remember last year a nigga was dressing bummy
picked up that mic all of a sudden cloud had turned sunny

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