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With the body of a goddess, make no mistake about Never was a good cook, so plenty cats ate out Catch me at a steakhouse, cats be on a stakeout Wanna hear what I drop? Cop when the tape out Hit the ave. with my dudes, break out and shake out I'm rude, I'll eat your food, chicks **** for take out It's the B to the L to the A-D-E Got stacks, spinnin' like vinyl when the crates out Let's see, sexy, plus mami got dough I get your **** wired like Donnie Brasco Got a mic in a holster, rockin' cowboy hats With them wild boys that tote loud noise gats Sonja, sex **** with a gun in my weave Gold digger, trust no ****, one in my sleeve From the B-E-D S-T-U-Y I put it down for my ****, let's see you try, come on
Number one, rap, fund stack, got that, rock that Get guns, cock back, been there, done that One check, two check, three check, four Hot ****, new **** you check for
I keep links in the safe, rock minks to the waist Exquisite crocs and lizards for the spots I visit Throwing drinks in his face, only blink when it's safe Cats handing me more A-V-L me Manny and Mo Ain't no stoppin' the .44 cockin' Hey y'all, it's the Blade, y'all, no flow rockin' Like my ****? Hell no, more poppin' For dolo, from Soho to Rodeo shoppin' Back to the block, a hot watch and suits New ****, gold, I'm throwin' rocks on the tooth You see me when I ball, but it's not with hoops And while you shop for boots, I shop for coupes Gas cats like Exxon with the Lex on Not a lot salute, I'm too hot for Duke Plus proper too, I'm unstoppable So **** with me, that's what not to do, come on
Number one, rap, fund stack, got that, rock that Get guns, cock back, been there, done that One check, two check, three check, four Hot ****, new **** you check for With one, rap, fund stack, got that, rock that Get guns, cock back, been there, done that One check, two check, three check, four Hot ****, new **** you check for
Now where my S to the T to the U-Y **** Screamin' 'F the Ds'? True, you my niggas Low-key, OG, Olde E sippers OT, no sleep, hold heat **** Sippin' booze 'til they spittin' news, ain't **** to do Whips I pick and choose, headrests flickin' the tubes If it's Blade you runnin' with, get your kicks and shoes Number one 'til I die, come on, ain't **** to lose Play dumb and you die, now you wondering why 'Cause I'm from the Stuy like that shit under your eye I do it up, bad ****, undisputed, zooted up Booted up, suited up, for loot, we shoot 'em up Truly scar y'all with two revolvers Keep my hair and nails done, fresh out the beauty parlor B-E-D S-T-U-Y I put it down for my ****, let's see you try, come on
Number one, rap, fund stack, got that, rock that Get guns, cock back, been there, done that One check, two check, three check, four Hot ****, new **** you check for With one, rap, fund stack, got that, rock that Get guns, cock back, been there, done that One check, two check, three check, four Hot ****, new **** you check for
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