by Juicy J
I ride in a rose with bullet blue dose
one call to my goons they invade your home
I'm out here get money I take her my business
new range on, to chains on
I'm rounding round and give it
nigga I hear poppin guns like we ain't gonna get em
nigga think we're playing games till we catch them slippers
get that tag on your toge hope your catch can fix you
your mama cry in the church with your baby sister
fucking what the white girl call her Taylor Swift
but that bitch to your face until you get a face lift
nigga keep talking they go on gray
but we shooting sights so you deal way
Hook:
I got this flight bitch she a fine ass model
I like to squeeze her ass, I like to hear hola
what my fines low she is going and get them dollar
what I love about her she solve all problems
I got this black bitch she a fine ass model
I like to squeeze her ass, I like to hear hola
what my fines low she is going and get them dollar
what I love about her she solve all problems
she solve all problems, she solve all problems
she solve all problems, she solve all problems
what I love about her she solve all problems
she solve all problems, she solve all problems
Hundred rubs the way I miss it, fuck the snitch believe no witness
now you're sleeping with the fish
should have might your fucking business
straight about the three six..
run upon your damn pot now your body missing for a hundred year Jimmy Haffin
all my niggas real, just deleasing killers
and you won't know who a killer until it kill you
don't blame me take a little in the mirror
view a bitch in the street but you catch the whole twitter
we got them guns..niggas call them ghost
when we pull them bitches out nigga wanna talk
you touch the can come when you with your partners
but they too busy run it to even see who shot you
[Hook:]
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