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Weekend

アーティスト:Veeze  アルバム:Ganger 

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Yeah This shit ain't for the weak men You ain't gettin' money, you was ballin' for a weekend Just gettin' started, already in the deep end This just started, but I know it get deeper Boy, I need a slice out this shit like a pizza Boy, that lil' ho nothin' but read in my recent She done fucked the whole city, how is she a keeper? They walked him in the house, shit, it probably was his people Spent a half a ticket just on Wock', me and Keep Lean Take a million L's to prevail like it's easy I ain't wanna do the song, I act like I was sleepy Take a good bitch, make her bad, then release her Main bitch got her own cash like Keisha Bankroll, pink and blue in it like Easter I'm in the 'Raq with Ooch and Tuneski, SRT-ing I got so many fuckin' sons, I need a blood test Dog like eights on the 'Vette, man, he scrubbing My past like Leslie Jones, man, it's— My cup a fuckin' pigsty, man, it's— She call me, "Hey, daddy," tongue out, that's Ms. Pearly Listen to this game, write it down, and go study Broke so many hearts, sorry, bae, I'm not lovey Girl, that ass big and it's soft like a loveseat Cup is from Texas, my K is from Russia Even though you let that nigga fuck, I still fuck with you Even though you never wrote a rap, you a part of this How that hatin' shit been workin' out? I'm just curious Hoes mad as hell, they at work on they period Still thuggin', I done touched a mill', I'm nigga rich Stayin' fresh to death, I'm a new box of cigarettes Made a video with your ho


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