xtc

By trimbaby

Released on June 7, 0001

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Wake up, put on a fire ass fit, straight to the face, she know how it's gonna hit, finished the race now I'm running shit, came a long way, I was stuck in the breeze, she ride on my shit

She reached for my dick, she reached in too long, now she touchin' this bitch, we gonna cost that shit, we gonna cost that shit

Why you steady calling, while I'm steady ballin, it's all fuckin' money, six seconds now we counting, she got my nut all over her bonnet, she say it don't fit in her stomach, babe, don't

Give me some of these, I'm on the road, I don't know wherе to land, it's not makin' money

It's not makin' sense, I got off my ass, now I'm doing my dancе, now I'm rockin' in this denim

And high quality pants, I'll be the driver, don't be a spin, you don't like me, give me

Under me, if I kill you, then you'll end up in pain, wanna hear how I fuck them sins

How to pray to God, no bowin, give her heavy weights, I'm M.I.A I'm off the bus, I'm off one, yeah show my kids, hands on her chest, I'm that man, yeah dance, they stack it so lean, niggas ain't getting money off trolling, niggas know who said it