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    One time for all of my
    Waitresses with the sparkles
    Or stripper chicks sharing lockers
    That don't fuck with
    Their baby father, cause he a bother
    One time for all of my open minded
    Both-way girls, my
    "Fuck your feelings", get paid girls
    Save all the games for the lames, girl
    (Do your thing girl)
    Wont get no perking off me
    Picture with you if you
    Come with a fee
    Don't want you up in my section
    We ballin' she keep callin'
    Thirsty for my royalty
    She pull out cash and
    I pull out a card
    Push button start, I pull out my garage
    Wrap your legs around me
    Like a wrestler
    But my pull out game strong, oh
    I know it's a 'lotta 'lotta
    Good girls out there
    But it's hard tryna find 'em
    When all I see is fake asses
    Make-up. And long hair
    Girl you tried it, but you thought
    A nigga was gon' put you on (on, on)
    Don't wanna' be loved, yeah I
    Know what you want
    (I know what you want)
    Girl, you looking for that
    Come up, come up
    Got your head in the clouds
    But you should come down
    I ain't your come up
    They say it ain't trickin'
    If you got it, well I got it with my own trick
    One time for all of my
    Bougie girls with street smarts
    My moody bitches on safe guard
    My roll the weed, ebt card (do it sweetheart)
    One time for my cougars
    With a teenage shooter
    I'm a sniper baby come see me
    Better hit the bullseye
    What it's gon' be?
    Line them in a row, 'ima hit all three
    I know it's a 'lotta 'lotta
    Good girls out there
    But it's hard tryna find 'em
    When all I see is fake asses
    Make-up. And long hair
    Girl you tried it, but you thought
    A nigga was gon' put you on (on, on)
    Don't wanna' be loved, yeah I
    Know what you want
    (I know what you want)
    Girl, you lookin' for that
    Come up, come up
    Got your head in the clouds
    But you should come down
    I ain't your come up
    They say it ain't trickin'
    If you got it, well I got it with my own trick
    If you about it baby
    Go and do that shit, do that shit
    Do that shit
    If you about it baby we can
    Do that shit, do that shit
    Do that shit
    Got news for y'all hoes out here
    Tryna come up (yeah)
    That quicksand ain't gon' have me
    Out here stuck
    I know it's a 'lotta 'lotta
    Good girls out there
    But it's hard tryna find her
    When all I see is fake asses
    Make-up. And long hair
    Girl you tried it, but you thought
    A nigga was gon' put you on (on, on)
    Don't wanna' be loved, yeah I
    Know what you want
    (I know what you want)
    Girl, you lookin' for that
    Come up, come up
    Got your head in the clouds
    But you should come down
    I ain't your come up
    They say it ain't trickin'
    If you got it, well I got it with my own trick
    (Go and do that shit, do that shit)
    (Go and do that shit, do that shit)

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