Take Ur Bitch*

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Take Ur Bitch*

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Yeah, before I was rich (Oh) I could run down, take yo' bitch (Oh, oh, oh) Yeah, before I was rich (Oh) I could run down, take yo’ bitch (Oh, oh, oh) The TV said we rich [Verse 1] NBA, need to take a pic NDA this lil' bitch I want you to talk like this Groove, huh, walk like this I want you to take a risk Go prove to yourself, huh, that you young and lit, yeah Cause you gon be old one day, huh, and there won't be no fun in it, yeah So keep runnin’ it, yeah, so keep runnin' it Pour up the drank, put it on ice Got my own hats 'cause I got lice And my bats gon' bite And my bats gon' fight Get out the way like Hugo Mike I don't wanna hear that, unless you gon'— I don't wanna hear that, unless you gon’ die I don’t wanna hear that, unlеss you gon' die Po-po-pour up the drank, put it on ice Got my own hats ’causе I got lice A-and my bats gon' bite And my bats gon' fight Get out the way like Hugo Mike I don't wanna hear that, unless you gon’— I don't wanna hear that, unless you gon' die I don't wanna hear that, unless you gon' die [Chorus] (Oh) Yeah, before I was rich (Oh) I could run down, take yo' bitch (Oh, oh, oh) Yeah, before I was rich (Oh) I could run down, take yo' bitch (Oh, oh, oh) Yeah, before I was rich (Oh) I could run down, take yo' bitch (Oh, oh, oh) Yeah, before I was rich (Oh) I could run down, take yo' bitch (Oh, oh, oh) The TV said we rich The TV said we rich The TV said we rich The TV said we rich The TV said we rich Yeah, before I was rich I could run down, take yo' bitch Yeah, before I was rich I could run down, take yo' bitch (Oh, oh, yeah) [Verse 2] Give my slime that shank Trackman, Trackhawk, yeah, that's it (Ah) Been fucked up in the crib, I'm off shit still (Still) Yeah, wakey, wakey, bitch, I'm off shit still (Still) They will have to take me back 'cause I ain't goin' back to no basic shit (Yeah, yeah) Fake it 'til you rich Lay that lean, I'm lit And I ain't seen my father, huh 'cause I been tryna get dollars You a Rott', I'm a Rottweiler This Gucci popped my collar, uh Get this straight, I'm a [?] Join us so you can meet my mama [...]

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