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Pretty Girls on Xans Video (MV)




Performed By: Lavaa Man
Length: 3:27
Written by: Allen Baker Jr




Lavaa Man - Pretty Girls on Xans Lyrics




(Lavaa Man Baby)

I just gotta check, and I f*cked it up fast
I just gotta check, and I put it in my bag
I took my money phone, and I called her crazy ass
She came thru with her squad, pretty girls on xans
I just gotta check, and I f*cked it up fast
I just gotta check, and I put it in my bag
I took my money phone, and I called her crazy ass
She came thru with her squad, pretty girls on xans

She came thru with her gang, pretty bitches on Xanax
We on the same tree, yeah welcome to the family
She keep hittin' decline, 'cause she ain't f*ckin' with them
Her baby daddy hate me, like I hate driving in Tim's
But I can give a f*ck really, 'cause I'm about a check
Sittin' round being a broke nigga, no I can not do that
I had to get up in my bag again
Took a 20 and I flipped it
I found where it was at
Then i had to go and get it
Yeah I got the juice, and the mother f*ckin' food
If you cross me, then you a mother f*ckin' fool
Loaded by myself, no I don't have to call the crew
Ain't no dancing, but i gotta bust a move

I just gotta check, and I f*cked it up fast
I just gotta check, and I put it in my bag
I took my money phone, and I called her crazy ass
She came thru with her squad, pretty girls on xans
I just gotta check, and I f*cked it up fast
I just gotta check, and I put it in my bag
I took my money phone, and I called her crazy ass
She came thru with her squad, pretty girls on xans

She want the bars, and i ain't talkin' bout a battle
She got somethings up in her purse, if she's rattled
She take the edge off with a backwood, yeah she faded
She keep on takin' pictures, yeah I think she famous
She in the V.I.P., and she ain't spend a dollar
She keep on drinking out that bottle, like it's water
She handle her liquor, like she a star-tinder
She in this bitch, turnt up with her sisters
As the world turns, and the loud gas burn
I grab the wheel, and I make that bitch swerve
Park it on the curb, the kids bubble lock the car
Lookin' like stars, yeah they know just who we are
Yeah, yeah

I just gotta check, and I f*cked it up fast
I just gotta check, and I put it in my bag
I took my money phone, and I called her crazy ass
She came thru with her squad, pretty girls on xans
I just gotta check, and I f*cked it up fast
I just gotta check, and I put it in my bag
I took my money phone, and I called her crazy ass
She came thru with her squad, pretty girls on xans
I just gotta check, and I f*cked it up fast
I just gotta check, and I put it in my bag
I took my money phone, and I called her crazy ass
She came thru with her squad, pretty girls on xans
I just gotta check, and I f*cked it up fast
I just gotta check, and I put it in my bag
I took my money phone, and I called her crazy ass
She came thru with her squad, pretty girls on xans
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(Lavaa Man Baby)

I just gotta check, and I f*cked it up fast
I just gotta check, and I put it in my bag
I took my money phone, and I called her crazy ass
She came thru with her squad, pretty girls on xans
I just gotta check, and I f*cked it up fast
I just gotta check, and I put it in my bag
I took my money phone, and I called her crazy ass
She came thru with her squad, pretty girls on xans

She came thru with her gang, pretty bitches on Xanax
We on the same tree, yeah welcome to the family
She keep hittin' decline, 'cause she ain't f*ckin' with them
Her baby daddy hate me, like I hate driving in Tim's
But I can give a f*ck really, 'cause I'm about a check
Sittin' round being a broke nigga, no I can not do that
I had to get up in my bag again
Took a 20 and I flipped it
I found where it was at
Then i had to go and get it
Yeah I got the juice, and the mother f*ckin' food
If you cross me, then you a mother f*ckin' fool
Loaded by myself, no I don't have to call the crew
Ain't no dancing, but i gotta bust a move

I just gotta check, and I f*cked it up fast
I just gotta check, and I put it in my bag
I took my money phone, and I called her crazy ass
She came thru with her squad, pretty girls on xans
I just gotta check, and I f*cked it up fast
I just gotta check, and I put it in my bag
I took my money phone, and I called her crazy ass
She came thru with her squad, pretty girls on xans

She want the bars, and i ain't talkin' bout a battle
She got somethings up in her purse, if she's rattled
She take the edge off with a backwood, yeah she faded
She keep on takin' pictures, yeah I think she famous
She in the V.I.P., and she ain't spend a dollar
She keep on drinking out that bottle, like it's water
She handle her liquor, like she a star-tinder
She in this bitch, turnt up with her sisters
As the world turns, and the loud gas burn
I grab the wheel, and I make that bitch swerve
Park it on the curb, the kids bubble lock the car
Lookin' like stars, yeah they know just who we are
Yeah, yeah

I just gotta check, and I f*cked it up fast
I just gotta check, and I put it in my bag
I took my money phone, and I called her crazy ass
She came thru with her squad, pretty girls on xans
I just gotta check, and I f*cked it up fast
I just gotta check, and I put it in my bag
I took my money phone, and I called her crazy ass
She came thru with her squad, pretty girls on xans
I just gotta check, and I f*cked it up fast
I just gotta check, and I put it in my bag
I took my money phone, and I called her crazy ass
She came thru with her squad, pretty girls on xans
I just gotta check, and I f*cked it up fast
I just gotta check, and I put it in my bag
I took my money phone, and I called her crazy ass
She came thru with her squad, pretty girls on xans
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Writer: Allen Baker Jr
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