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Cuban Doll, MoneyBagg Yo
Aye, yea
I might not catch all them slugs but I will get ya
Pull that nine out that stash some will hit ya
Shoutout real bitches and shoutout real niggas
You a fake? Wouldn't know, I can't deal with ya
Bitches still share a room with they lil' sister
Mad 'cause my money long and I'm real gifted
A couple bands off rap I can't deal with ya
They gon' hate all the time God gon' deal with ya
Aye
I don't fuck with these hoes or these lil' niggas
You just lost all your pros and you still trippin'
You in your feelings about a nigga and ion feel these niggas
Bitch I'm from Texas be in Memphis will some real killers
Tell me what they talking about
Heard them hoes was falling out
When I was down I couldn't call you, but you calling now
I'm up, bitch they talking now
I just made so much fucking money I can't talk about it bitch
That money know I'm all about it
Can't play with they feelings no, I'm a dog about it
You ain't getting money you just talk about it
It's a different day you in the same outfit, bitch
What the fuck
I might not catch all them slugs but I will get ya
Pull that nine out that stash some will hit ya
Shoutout real bitches and shoutout real niggas
You a fake? Wouldn't know, I can't deal with ya
Bitches still share a room with they lil' sister
Mad 'cause my money long and I'm real gifted
A couple bands off rap I can't deal with ya
They gon' hate all the time God gon' deal with ya
Always getting to a new bag with the same hitters
I went and hopped in that Mulsanne I couldn't do the Fisker
My bitch straight out the magazine now I got new issues
And I don't save these hoes at all I just fuck and dismiss them
Why you on the Gram lying trying start drama?
In reality you thirty staying with your mama
They say all I do is floss
Big bag, big boss
I go through it all
I'm in Dallas with a Cuban Doll
I might not catch all them slugs but I will get ya
Pull that nine out that stash some will hit ya
Shoutout real bitches and shoutout real niggas
You a fake? Wouldn't know, I can't deal with ya
Bitches still share a room with they lil' sister
Mad 'cause my money long and I'm real gifted
A couple bands off rap I can't deal with ya
They gon' hate all the time God gon' deal with ya
Written by: Demario White Jr, Taylor WilliamsLyrics © Regalías Digitales LLCLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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