Imagine you being the nigga she don't Want then I pull down on her
F*ck up on her chill and smoke this blunt
Imagine that
Imagine you being the nigga she don't Need then I pull up on her
Push up on her f*ck her then blow this Weed I love a baddie Got a baddie on my Lap In an old school caddy
With the diamond in the back you know Me mama I blow cheese went and f*cked Up sacs Cause I got it like dat
She don't f*ck with you
Cause you ain't got it like that
Put a whole lotta racks
In her new prada bag you a loser
You ain't known to pop tags got doe
Got pros got rolls got racks
What you need lil mama gone and ask
Come on baby gimme dat
You know I like it like that way you walk
Show it off you got ass you got style
You got class know you fire with Pizazz
I like my bitch to pop her shit
Like Tia kemp the way you walk
Show it off Swing them hips I'll buy yo bags I'll buy yo hair I'll pay yo rent mama
Ima boss you know i got it yeah I trick
I like my bitch to pop her shit
Like Tia kemp the way you walk
Show it off Swing them hips I'll buy yo bags I'll buy yo hair I'll pay yo rent mama
Ima boss You know i got it yeah I trick
Imagine you being the nigga she done Curved Then you you pull up on her
Wondering why yo shit all on the curb Imagine that Imagine me flying yo bitch Out to the yami Playa status Seat back
With my hand all in her panties I'm
On a balcony f*cking yo bitch off that Champagne In a top down screaming out
Money ain't a thang well uh you know me Mama I blow cheese
Went and copped a new range
With the sounds on bang
She don't f*ck with you
Cause you ain't got it like that
Put a whole lotta racks
In her new prada bag you a loser
You ain't known to pop tags got doe
Got pros got rolls got racks
What you need lil mama gone and ask
Come on baby gimme dat
You know I like it like that way you walk
Show it off you got ass you got style
You got class know you fire with Pizazz
I like my bitch to pop her shit
Like Tia kemp the way you walk
Show it off Swing them hips I'll buy yo bags I'll buy yo hair I'll pay yo rent mama
Ima boss You know i got it yeah I trick
I like my bitch to pop her shit
Like Tia kemp the way you walk
Show it off Swing them hips I'll buy yo bags I'll buy yo hair I'll pay yo rent mama
Ima boss You know i got it yeah I trick
Lucy Ghavalli - YUNTIE Lyrics
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Imagine you being the nigga she don't Want then I pull down on her
F*ck up on her chill and smoke this blunt
Imagine that
Imagine you being the nigga she don't Need then I pull up on her
Push up on her f*ck her then blow this Weed I love a baddie Got a baddie on my Lap In an old school caddy
With the diamond in the back you know Me mama I blow cheese went and f*cked Up sacs Cause I got it like dat
She don't f*ck with you
Cause you ain't got it like that
Put a whole lotta racks
In her new prada bag you a loser
You ain't known to pop tags got doe
Got pros got rolls got racks
What you need lil mama gone and ask
Come on baby gimme dat
You know I like it like that way you walk
Show it off you got ass you got style
You got class know you fire with Pizazz
I like my bitch to pop her shit
Like Tia kemp the way you walk
Show it off Swing them hips I'll buy yo bags I'll buy yo hair I'll pay yo rent mama
Ima boss you know i got it yeah I trick
I like my bitch to pop her shit
Like Tia kemp the way you walk
Show it off Swing them hips I'll buy yo bags I'll buy yo hair I'll pay yo rent mama
Ima boss You know i got it yeah I trick
Imagine you being the nigga she done Curved Then you you pull up on her
Wondering why yo shit all on the curb Imagine that Imagine me flying yo bitch Out to the yami Playa status Seat back
With my hand all in her panties I'm
On a balcony f*cking yo bitch off that Champagne In a top down screaming out
Money ain't a thang well uh you know me Mama I blow cheese
Went and copped a new range
With the sounds on bang
She don't f*ck with you
Cause you ain't got it like that
Put a whole lotta racks
In her new prada bag you a loser
You ain't known to pop tags got doe
Got pros got rolls got racks
What you need lil mama gone and ask
Come on baby gimme dat
You know I like it like that way you walk
Show it off you got ass you got style
You got class know you fire with Pizazz
I like my bitch to pop her shit
Like Tia kemp the way you walk
Show it off Swing them hips I'll buy yo bags I'll buy yo hair I'll pay yo rent mama
Ima boss You know i got it yeah I trick
I like my bitch to pop her shit
Like Tia kemp the way you walk
Show it off Swing them hips I'll buy yo bags I'll buy yo hair I'll pay yo rent mama
Ima boss You know i got it yeah I trick
F*ck up on her chill and smoke this blunt
Imagine that
Imagine you being the nigga she don't Need then I pull up on her
Push up on her f*ck her then blow this Weed I love a baddie Got a baddie on my Lap In an old school caddy
With the diamond in the back you know Me mama I blow cheese went and f*cked Up sacs Cause I got it like dat
She don't f*ck with you
Cause you ain't got it like that
Put a whole lotta racks
In her new prada bag you a loser
You ain't known to pop tags got doe
Got pros got rolls got racks
What you need lil mama gone and ask
Come on baby gimme dat
You know I like it like that way you walk
Show it off you got ass you got style
You got class know you fire with Pizazz
I like my bitch to pop her shit
Like Tia kemp the way you walk
Show it off Swing them hips I'll buy yo bags I'll buy yo hair I'll pay yo rent mama
Ima boss you know i got it yeah I trick
I like my bitch to pop her shit
Like Tia kemp the way you walk
Show it off Swing them hips I'll buy yo bags I'll buy yo hair I'll pay yo rent mama
Ima boss You know i got it yeah I trick
Imagine you being the nigga she done Curved Then you you pull up on her
Wondering why yo shit all on the curb Imagine that Imagine me flying yo bitch Out to the yami Playa status Seat back
With my hand all in her panties I'm
On a balcony f*cking yo bitch off that Champagne In a top down screaming out
Money ain't a thang well uh you know me Mama I blow cheese
Went and copped a new range
With the sounds on bang
She don't f*ck with you
Cause you ain't got it like that
Put a whole lotta racks
In her new prada bag you a loser
You ain't known to pop tags got doe
Got pros got rolls got racks
What you need lil mama gone and ask
Come on baby gimme dat
You know I like it like that way you walk
Show it off you got ass you got style
You got class know you fire with Pizazz
I like my bitch to pop her shit
Like Tia kemp the way you walk
Show it off Swing them hips I'll buy yo bags I'll buy yo hair I'll pay yo rent mama
Ima boss You know i got it yeah I trick
I like my bitch to pop her shit
Like Tia kemp the way you walk
Show it off Swing them hips I'll buy yo bags I'll buy yo hair I'll pay yo rent mama
Ima boss You know i got it yeah I trick
Writer: Brahndi Miller
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