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Keep your space
If you can't, stay up in your place
Get the f*ck (huh)
Out my face, b*tch you in the way
Truthfully (What's up?)
I just might f*ck your b*tch today
Close your eyes (ya dig)
Open up, suck this di*k today
And I'm riding downtown with your b*tch in an Audi
If you tell me to go get him, I got him
Saucin' like Rex b*tch you know I be stylin'
She say she wanna come party, now she off a bean
And the Perc', yeah, these b*tches be wildin'
I want the top 'cause I know she got mileage
Come get yo b*tch, 'cause she actin' too childish
One, two
Who the f*ck is you, b*tch?
Three, four
Come and get yo ho, b*tch
Five, six
Suck a n*gga di*k, b*tch
Seven, eight
How that di*k taste, b*tch?
Chop chop
Pull up on the block like pop pop, ooh
Hop hop, party gon' jump like hopscotch, ooh
Drop top, f*ck a lil' b*tch then swap, swap, ooh
Knock knock, shut the f*ck up b*tch, stop, stop, ooh
I'm the sh*t, f*ck a job, I ain't clockin' sh*t
Booted up (hm), heavy metal, b*tch I'm off the sh*ts
Come here baby (huh), eat me up like some chocolate
Middle fingers (huh), f*ck 12, they not stoppin' sh*t
One, two
Who the f*ck is you, b*tch?
Three, four
Come and get yo ho, b*tch
Five, six
Suck a n*gga di*k, b*tch
Seven, eight
How that di*k taste, b*tch?
Thanks Ugly God, thanks Ugly God
Thanks Ugly God, thanks Ugly God