Pop these n*ggas like a wheelie, n*gga, you a silly n*gga. She got her own bag, move from the hood. I started from the bottom, now my neighborhood is gated. Nice shoes, car clean cause it's sunny outside. Wake up in the morning then I dab. We give the hood guidance, we keep the hood smilin'.
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Shooting my shot like the police. That pussy so wet, I don't think that this good timin'. Man that's really all I use her for, I kick her out the door. Chorus: iLoveMemphis]. Deep strokes all in her chest.
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Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy. I don't fuck with no old hoes, only new hoes. She say, "You for everybody, " I look at her like, "Who everybody? " Shoot at me, I'm shootin' back, I'm gettin' buckets. But they can never catch me, driving like a taxi.
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You gots to get it through your head. I'ma breathe in her ear so she hear when I'm moanin'. Mr. Hit the Quan went viral, gigantic. In New York, my n*ggas don't Milly Rock, my n*ggas money bop.
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My flow increased, my dough increased. Ayy, wake up, wake up, get your cake up. She want rich sex, she ain't the type to be dick pressed. Hold up wait face it, go ahead pump your brakes fast. This shit right here a masterpiece, I'm comin' in hot like the police. Divin' inside of your ocean, don't need no breathers. I'ma have your legs in the air like baby, I need ya, uh, yeah. But I keep a piece, got it, capisce? Keep ya head up lyrics kb mike. Well, she fucking lied. Had to hit the Quan cause today is a good day This is how I feel on the inside. Shout out *******, but I fucked that n*gga bitchN*ggas iffy, uh, blicky got the stiffy, uh. I'ma nut in that (pussy, yeah, yeah, yeah), buy you gucci and some red bottoms. I body beats, I'm not discreet. Spinnin' through ya block, like a pop shove-it.
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I pull up with a stick, I let that shit hit. Bitch, I did it, I made it, I'm loved and I'm hated. Warner Chappell Music, Inc. Cause growing up in Memphis, Tennessee I couldn't have it. Put my dick in her backbone, I pass her to my bro. Take it but I'll match it, y'all not in my bracket. I don't want her, you can keep the whore, she fiendin' for some more[Verse 3: iLoveMemphis]. I'll take the steak, the strip, and the salad. Anthony Phillips, Campbell Rolston-Clemmer, Naujour Grainger, Summer Marjani Walker. Keep ya head up kb mike lyricis.fr. In the hood with them billy n*ggas and them Hoover n*ggas. I keep the peace, don't need a piece.
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I am a fucking beast, I'm from the East. She put me on game, nigga. I bought my shit, I don't need no lease. That mean I pull up with my top down. On 'em like the WWE and lay the smackdown. All I want is your head, and your hands (hands). Talk down (Pew pew pew), you silly, uh (Fah-fah-fah-fah). That's a lot to handle, how could he manage? You got me stuck inside your love cycle (oh-oh).
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Why don't you take me to see somethin'? The police from leaving bodies in the motherfuckin' streets, man? Nah, let me keep going. And you know my top drop and my car's name is nae-nae. Do the dash in the whip, count the cash in the whip. I ain't the type to be dick pressed. Put the tip in to tease ya. Don't think nobody care, but I'm there whenever she callin'. Fall in love, threesome. You got me stuck inside your love cycle, I read your love bible. Keep ya head up music video. Kinda wish nobody ain't hit yet. I'ma fuck her, then I dash home, to the cash, hoI'm on some rob a n*gga shit, take the n*gga bitch. You must be everybody, last nigga fuck with your (head probably). Been hella sure, ain't gotta choose.
And you trippin' if I ain't gon' give you foreplay, get the (head poppin'). All I'm really tryna see, uh (oh). Fire, per-per-perfect). I'ma give her what she want, uh. You won't ever get no handout. Show you how I lean, then dab. You worthless, you have no purpose, fuckin' imposter. That boy gon' eat, this is a feast. N*ggas talkin' 'bout that cash, but my bag worth a lot.
I'm so VIP all I know is private. All I want is LV, I want Gucci on me, yeah. Mama told me never leave the house without my nightgown. Cut it up like it's cocaine, shake up. They say, "Drink to your accomplishments, " so every night I'm faded.