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Ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha, ha

(Blrrt) doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo

Ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha, ha

Ayo

B-, you ain't never been naked on the seashore

Put money on your head, spend the rest up in Dior

Paris, me and Don C sittin' front row

Elephant drum on the .40, she ain't Dumbo

Hole in your forehead, I'm talking jumbo

I'm feeling like Shyne, I might shoot a 1-OAK

Please no sparklers, baby, I'm a legend

Standin' on the couch, Ace bottle and a Desert

Riddle me this, riddle me that

Got the whole world and why we exist finally mapped

The rich kids get all the girls and all the -

While the broke boys walk with the world, kickin' they back, yeah

She say she want a five-star meal (yeah)

If it come with head then it's a five-star deal

She say, -, she just tried to hit me with a slap

I blocked my face with my hand, now it's a dap

No strings attached, I ain't tryna be a puppet, ya heard?

I'd rather be stung by bees than be f- with birds

I say this sh- all the time until I'm touchin' her curves

Or 'til it's time to pet the - like purr

Fecto, her fur, retro, her weave Petro

Her heels, Dries, don't f- up the dress code

She don't need a n- for s-, she got her own

But if he say he tryna pay, she like, "I ain't sayin' no"

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