I'm smokin' with my hands up
I don't pull up with no manners
She got nails on with my hammer
Yeah, Deejay turn me on, you live, but got no action, yeah
I love my clip, man, the attachment, yeah
She copy my fit, yeah, like the fashion, yeah
I make em rip, yeah, like the past tense, yeah
Opposite losing, I'm not bragging, yeah
She lovin' me just because I'm handsome (I am)
She love me because my bands up, yeah
I met this bitch right at the Hamptons
Ran down on her, watched my granmer, yeah
Give me a answer, you like Tony Montana
Give you my stamina, you eat that dick, no hands, yeah
I beat that, I beat that shit just like a band, yeah
Stick to the plan, get them Jack,
Benjis and Grants, yeah
I turn, I turn that shit on like a lamb, yeah
She sniff that, she love that shit, I put a stamp, yeah
I drip that, I spill that shit, you lookin' damp, yeah
They say the world is yours and I'ma own that shit, yeah
This bitch love Tony Montana
This bitch love Tony Montana
This bitch love Tony Montana
This bitch love Tony Montana
Why this bitch so worried bout me? I think she a cancer
She's in love with Sosa and the money, she's a dancer
I just got the check, I sent that green, like a Samson
Mix that brown with that green, I'm the shit, no Pampers
Yeah, I'm smokin' with my hands up, yeah
I don't pull up with no manners, yeah
She got nails on with my hammer, yeah
Deejay turn me on, you live, but got no action, yeah
I love my clip, man, the attachment, yeah
She copy my fit, yeah, like the fashion, yeah
I make them rip, yeah, like the past tense, yeah
Opposite losing, I'm not bragging, yeah
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