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This here's for my ladies in their whips 

Something shiny on their lips 

Fine linen and they got expensive denim on they hips 

With their weave real tight and their stance real good 

And talk like the suburbs but live in the hood 

Probably drive something clean and act real mean 

And don't let too many weird niggas get all in-between 

They all about they money, never getting lazy 

Two letters, two words nigga F.U, pay me 

Boy I'm in these streets all over these beats 

Got your girl knee caps next to my feet 

Cause she like hot and I'm hot too 

She don't mess with lame nigga's and that's why she dropped you 

She buy her own drinks and I'm buying the bottles 

Face fine as wine and she swear she ain't a model 

And I like that, I love it she always let me grab it 

And she know I love a girl that know when to get ratchet 

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Now hit the ground (hit the ground) 

Pop your butt (pop your butt) 

Drop it down (drop it down) 

Pick it up (pick it up) 

Now arch your back (arch your back) 

For a stack (for a stack) 

Turn around (turn around) 

And make it clap 

Now buss it wide open, open, open, open, open, open, open 

Now buss it wide open, open, open, open, open, open, open 

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One time, one time 

They call me pin it down price 

I'm putting hickeys where your chest go 

If you with the business time to get it baby, lets go 

Send the ratchets home, to 380 where the rest go 

When I get to thrashing then I'm passing it to Esso 

Put me to the test though beat it something gruesome 

Me verse you you could call it a two-some 

If your man hating tell that nigga come and do something 

He can cross the line but look it better not be the deuce one 

Come come get it I'mma make you wanna beg 

I'm beat it I'mma beat it, Mayweather in the legs, yeah 

I ate Natalie and Ashley, ass be crafty then BOW boys nasty 

And I ain't even tryna be rude, but I don't touch it if it smell like sea food 

I know you feel it bitch it PT the realest 

And you better call the cops cause a nigga finna kill it 

Now hit the ground (hit the ground) 

Pop your butt (pop your butt) 

Drop it down (drop it down) 

Pick it up (pick it up) 

Now arch your back (arch your back) 

For a stack (for a stack) 

Turn around (turn around) 

And make it clap 

Now buss it wide open, open, open, open, open, open, open 

Now buss it wide open, open, open, open, open, open, open 

It's Milly Man, I'm buzzing in the streets though 

You on my show cause that's where all the freaks go 

I always hit it, Larry Bird at the free throw 

So all these bitches say I got a big ego 

I'm sparing hoes, Brittney 

Fucked a bitch in Houston so I saw a pic to Whitney 

We were taking drugs, I think her name was Lindsay 

She just wanna F so I brought her ass some Fendi 

I play it like some keys 

I double up on women, they double up on D's 

I'mma fuck your Aunty then I'mma fuck your niece 

Hands behind her back like I was the police 

Make her bust it open let me see that ass go 

She real fine reminded me of my last ho 

And my brodies told me she was a bad woa 

But I ain't know that a girl could drop it that low 

Now hit the ground (hit the ground) 

Pop your butt (pop your butt) 

Drop it down (drop it down) 

Pick it up (pick it up) 

Now arch your back (arch your back) 

For a stack (for a stack) 

Turn around (turn around) 

And make it clap 

Now buss it wide open, open, open, open, open, open, open 

Now buss it wide open, open, open, open, open, open, open