Helmut Lang

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[Chorus] Drip you with some Helmut Lang, I gotta get you out this place Just put 3 Perky's, to the face She asked me where I'm from, said, "Outer space" Fly you all the way to Paris You just mad 'cause ain't no 'comparise Sippin tea, they call that, "Texas" Yo ex boyfriend was generic And when I re-made a band, twin two racks, fill up my pants Get some money, then do my dance No I do not flex on the Gram Say hello to my friends, I'm like Scarface I get to the fetty, she wanna come my way And she just hit me up, on MySpace Now I got bands in my face Drip you with some Helmut Lang, I gotta get you out this place Just put 3 Perky's, to the face She asked me where I'm from, said, "Outer space" Fly you all the way to Paris You just mad 'cause ain't no 'comparise Sippin tea, they call that, "Texas" Yo ex boyfriend was generic Drip you with some Helmut Lang, I gotta get you out this place Just put 3 Perky's, to the face She asked me where I'm from, said, "Outer space" Fly you all the way to Paris You just mad 'cause ain't no 'comparise Sippin tea, they call that, "Texas" Yo ex boyfriend was generic [Verse] I like, how she walk She like, how I talk Feel like Summrs, I'm the boss Diamonds dripping, "Whats the cost?" All these fans, know my name You can't kick it with the gang Shawty said she wanna hang Said my name in the song, that was lame [Chorus] Drip you with some Helmut Lang, I gotta get you out this place Just put 3 Perky's, to the face She asked me where I'm from, said, "Outer space" Fly you all the way to Paris You just mad 'cause ain't no 'comparise Sippin tea, they call that, "Texas" Yo ex boyfriend was generic And when I re-made a band, twin two racks, fill up my pants Get some money, then do my dance No I do not flex on the Gram Say hello to my friends, I'm like Scarface I get to the fetty, she wanna come my way And she just hit me up, on MySpace Now I got bands in my face Drip you with some Helmut Lang, I gotta get you out this place Just put 3 Perky's, to the face She asked me where I'm from, said, "Outer space" Fly you all the way to Paris You just mad 'cause ain't no 'comparise Sippin tea, they call that, "Texas" Yo ex boyfriend was generic Drip you with some Helmut Lang, I gotta get you out this place Just put 3 Perky's, to the face She asked me where I'm from, said, "Outer space" Fly you all the way to Paris You just mad 'cause ain't no 'comparise Sippin tea, they call that, "Texas" Yo ex boyfriend was generic
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