Every Girl (Remix)
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I like that S 700 on cron. If he ain't got no money I'm a tell him "Get Gone, No Pussy! " Ain't no finance, I don't loan no pussy If I let him hit it he gon love this pussy When I throw it back and bust it open like I'm s'pose to Gotta keep this thang wet now come and let me choke you Yeah he got that smokin head, his friends should call him smokey See me in the club, nigga act like he don't know me Ha, cause I let him taste the cuchi now fed ex at my door with 20 boxes filled with guchi My shoe game is stupid My whips are the dumbest I promise, pimpin these nigga's is the funnest Yeh, my pimp game is swaggs on a 100 They don't think I'm beautiful they think I'm beyond it He just wanna put his face behind it And watch me back it up and dump it, back it back it up and dump We like him, we like him too We like him, we like him too We like him, we like him too We like him, and he like us too Ladies bout to starve every man in the world Ladies bout to starve every man in the world Ladies bout to starve every man in the world (Nish) I think I spent a 100, 000 shoppin in the Hamtons Took an half an hour for the help to bring the bags in Just like B got Jay and just like Demi got her ashed in Every single night I have ha dreamin I am passin them all Pretty Money man it's just so timeless And abort these princess and cause just call your girl Your Highness And we in the mode to get fated so please bring some bottles And bring your wallet too, boo boo I know you got us (She wants me, she wants me) That's what they be thinkin but, I just want their money I could fuck with all of ya'll All of ya'll got major doe But I just fuck with 1 so you can never say "That Nisha hoe" And Trina say Let them eat the pussy On weed and alcohol and that would satify us all, damn! And every time I think of stayin with him I hit another state and find myself a richer nigga We like him, we like him too We like him, we like him too We like him, we like him too We like him, and he like us too Ladies bout to starve every man in the world Ladies bout to starve every man in the world Ladies bout to starve every man in the world I'm like his bank teller, gotta get that cash in Keep him stressed out cause he know I'm into fashion I handle the finance, stocks, bonds, and morgages Take him off the lease and leave his ass strugglin My number 1 priority is money ova niggas If he ain't got that currency, I ain't dealin with him I'm bout that finer thangs, nice shoes, designer rings Pretty mulah, get that mulah, yeah, we get that mulah I can turn a minute coversation to a new car Break a chick off, where them boys with them black cars Ocean front property, get lost in my backyard Stars colder, high rollers, and team owners Be gettin at ne but you won't believe what I told them No sex, you wanna get me excited Get me a blank check, and boo boo let me write it We like him, we like him too We like him, we like him too We like him, we like him too We like him, and he like us too Ladies bout to starve every man in the world Ladies bout to starve every man in the world Ladies bout to starve every man in the world
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