I'm still in the kitchen W-W-West coast dime, you niggas don't want it Genghis Khan with Chuck Taylors on There's no competition, I'm still in the kitchen You niggas don't want it Nigga, she know you rollin' in some dough With all that ambition The

Four in the morning, and I'm zoning But I ain't finished, I'm devoted And you know it, and you know it They say I'm possessed, it's an omen I keep it 300, like the Romans 300 bitches, where's the Trojans? So follow me up cause this shit's about to go

Dreamcatcher That cannot stay I can see you waving In the night alone Slow winter And I feel I might get left out in the cold Ooh and I died today A little inside And I can see you waiting

Bust a trip, come and be my tourist Pretty bitches walkin' 'round my forest How does it feel, my nigga? Damn it feel great Bust a trip, come and be my tourist (Straight up!) How does it feel, my nigga? Bust a trip and come and be my tourist Hallelujah,

You're just like all the bitches I know I know, I know Why do you know all the bitches I know? Monsta's gon’ tear it up All she ever wanted was my heart to hurt No attachments, just a Gucci purse She know I'm mad rich, she think I'm usin’ her My diamonds

Hot and fresh out the kitchen Mama rollin' that body Got every man in here wishin' Sippin' on coke and rum I'm like so what I'm drunk It's the freakin' weekend baby I'm about to have me some fun Runnin' her hands through my 'fro Bouncin' on 24's

You got niggas and I got bitches I want you, to turn up on me Every night when I see you Better recognize when I see you I really want you, you, you Hit the club for you, you, you Even look like Lauren London too I be tripping, but this money ain't Hit

(Freak, some gyal ah freak ah di week) Where my bad bitches at? This girl tell me, say she horny She want to give it to me out the door This girl fuck me like she know me She backed it up then she tipped on her toes Pretty gang make noise Rude girls make

Getting drunk with these bitches and when they leave, they get followed I got a story to tell, you know I cherish thee Hope it ain't too many feelings involved I see niggas in this bitch, stuntin', popping bottles Fall asleep with that bitch and really

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