Shit Gangsta Lyrics

Feds be hating I be flossing it

I say what I want cause I'm popping Shit

That money be fake it be counterfeit

I'm out here moving with benefits

Her pussy be wet like a river

I move out the pocket like Mike Vick

I'm out here ballin on Christmas

My denims be fresh in the Winter

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I do what I want when I'm rocking it

I get what I want when I'm spending It

I do what I want when I'm in it

I'm out here chasing a milli

I do what I want cause I'm handsome

I get what I want cause I'm blessed

I do what I want I'm the best

You try me imma lay ya to rest

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Bitch I look good in my jeans

Also look good in my joggers

Bitch I don't wear no lil converse

Puma need to make me they model

Smoke what I want I can buy it

If that shit look good imma try it

Imma Fuxk yo lil hoe from the side bitch I'm on pimp my ride

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Body look good like I'm bow flex

Gimme that water imma drank that

I smoke nun but weed ion do crack

I'm Floyd Mayweather with a may Back

Bitch imma build me a house

But right now I'm thugging in a man cave N ion need me a spouse

I need a hoe to swallow my child

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Bitch I be balling I'm eating great

I make mo money than yo daddy make

Imma cut off my dreads get a temp Fade

Ion fuck wit these Nig they too fake

I'm riding around my city like a boss

My arm out the window cause it cost

I'm bumping my own lil mixtape

My bread don't connect I ain't Ross

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I hit a nigga hard with the left hook

Then I came back with the right

He fucked around and got his chain Took

It almost cost him his life

We all in here know who the best Cook

Bitch we ain't cooking no rice

Bitch I ain't shoot like Westbrook Bitch I be ballin like Mike

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Talking I hate it

I step up and check him

I whoop his lil face

He gone need him some make up

Ain't gone boot her my queen

She make me a king at home

She makes me a ruler

Ask her for something n

I know that she blessing me

Fuxk Them lil lame niggss

I know they be testing me

Mind control these niggas irrelevant

Fuxk That lil hoe

She should have let a real nigga hit

Chasing these commas I swear I Won't fumble

I need a new gig so in the summer Imma come out

Taxes gone hit imma triple my shit Imma spend it on visuals u know Imma show out

Buy me jewels imma shine up wrist

Buy me a bottle get lit wit my chick

Get another hoe have a threesome in This bit

I ain't worried about these hoes I'm worried about my bitch