Just Might

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[Intro] Ash (Maybach Music) [Chorus] I just might fuck yo' bitch I just might whip this white I just might flood my wrist I just might touch that pipe I just might pour up a four I just might go get some more I just might take all the work I just might pull off a skirt I just might fuck yo' bitch I just might whip this white I just might flood my wrist I just might touch that pipe I just might pour up a four I just might go get some more I just might take all the work I just might pull off a skirt [Verse 1] I just might make a Margiela Just might fuck Keyshia and Netta Just might go pull out the stick Or I might just go get the Beretta All these bodies, gon' need me a shovel Shit, I might just go dance with the devil Man, I just might pull up in a 'Rari Shit, I might just go stunt on them, sorry Man, I just might be one of the greatest Just might have your lil' bitch in her feelings Might leave me a foreign and switches Just might fuck on my tour in my Bentley Really I'm the man, you can hear me Might just build me a store in the city Might just run through a hundred and fifty Might just treat all the twenties like pennies Might just shove this lil' bitch to my partner Might just click and go buy all the choppers Might just go pose in the trap Might just go get me some dollars Might try to dodge the indictment Might turn this straight bitch to dyke My just keep bucking the plug Might just go buy me a island [Chorus] I just might fuck yo' bitch I just might whip this white I just might flood my wrist I just might touch that pipe I just might pour up a four I just might go get some more I just might take all the work I just might pull off a skirt I just might fuck yo' bitch I just might whip this white I just might flood my wrist I just might touch that pipe I just might pour up a four I just might go get some more I just might take all the work I just might pull off a skirt [Verse 2] I just might ball out all summer, stunt hard all winter Fly foreign bitches in, y'all niggas on Tinder Just left from Ruth's Chris, them lamb chops was so tender Only vibe with that real shit, y'all other niggas pretenders I might as well get fly as hell, smell YSL when I enter We at the 'tel, I fuck as well, I kiss her neck while I'm in her Might just hit her with them back shots Pussy wet, so I'm swimming Like Michael Phelps, I know I'm fit for that first place, I'm killing Money all on my mind, I chuck the deuce when I drive by All I wanted was a gold Rollie, but I'm feeling like I got no time now Trending topic on their timeline, downtown with that skyline Making moves, dreams I pursue, I see nothing else like I'm blind now [Chorus] I just might fuck yo' bitch I just might whip this white I just might flood my wrist I just might touch that pipe I just might pour up a four I just might go get some more I just might take all the work I just might pull off a skirt I just might fuck yo' bitch I just might whip this white I just might flood my wrist I just might touch that pipe I just might pour up a four I just might go get some more I just might take all the work I just might pull off a skirt
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- Young Breed
- Quise