She want a Bread Winner, street nigga who retawdid Street nigga who retawdid, street nigga who retawdid Baking soda, I got baking soda Baking soda, I got baking soda Purse with the Yola, she straight outta Tampa I love her, her skin look like soda, meant to say cola Turn up with my youngin, he think I don't luv him, I know it Like to get loaded, fuck it, drop off a brick to Lil Mocha Let 'em get weed, shit, I ain't gon lie prolly rollin' and smokin' Opposite soda, 40 ounces I'm droppin a 4 in a cola My lil partners, they likin' em Xans Break cal off a coffin syringe???.
I mean, I want talk some shit, I mean I mean, what the fuck a nigga thought? Might lose ya, keep up if ya can Bam bam thank you ma'am imma scram They be lying they sellin' no sand drops Drop soft, it get hard you can't break it by hand Come here foo, make it bounce like spalding Make it bounce, make it bounce like spalding Make it bounce like spalding She got a Bread Winner, and she say that he retawdid.
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Description: I mean, I want talk some shit, I mean I mean, what the fuck a nigga thought?