I got that hard Gucc
You know these bitches easy
I got that cold flu
I got that itchy sneezy
You in that Mitsubishi
I'm in that Bentley GT
I'm taking trips with papi
You walkie talkie copy
I got them pookie feins
Might rock some juicy jeans
I mean some juicy sweats
Maybe some lose your Giusepp's
I play foul, no free throw
Bitch, I ball, no pre-show
Dead ass, no peep show!
Brought a run pronto
With a front condo
Daughter, son, John Doe
Watching Telemundo
Flyer than a rocket
Money in my Polly Pocket
What you copping
Keep that work inside my Pippy Long Stockings

Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher

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