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Lyrics

[Intro] Rockin' with DJ YoungKash! DJ YoungKash But I love my .32 Ayy, ayy, bands, bands [Chorus] Copped somethin' clean but I love my dirty, too That's my .32, and it hold 32 3400, shoot for me, I shoot for you Got some brand new gear, pussy boy, ain't nothin' new My waist so hot and my wrist so cool I ain't fake kickin' shit, ain't actin' like we bool VVS cut, water shinin' through them jewels I got horsepower and I'll take off like a mule [Verse 1] Speakin' for myself, I'll never fold in the field I can't speak for no one else 'cause under pressure niggas peel These niggas claim they real, man, these niggas swear they real Got paralysis on these pussy ass niggas, I don't feel (I don't feel) Juggin', cappin', trappin', I don't need no damn deal (Need no deal) Ayy, I jugged the plug, then I became the plug Damn, you such a scrub, damn, yo' partner such a scrub (Such a scrub) Ayy, yo' bitch a dub, damn, yo' hoe, she such a dub (She such a dub) Gotta keep it tucked, automatics up I ain't got no patience, none at all for these clucks Really, I'm gon' have to leave these pussy niggas snuck Ayy, you dabbin', waxin', ayy, know you want stuck [Chorus] Copped somethin' clean, but I love my dirty, too That's my .32 and it hold 32 3400, shoot for me, I shoot for you Got some new gear but ain't nothin' new My waist so hot and my wrist so cool I ain't fake kickin' shit, ain't actin' like we bool VVS cut, water shinin' through them jewels I got horsepower and I'll take off like a mule [Verse 2] She gon' go around asking why I'm arrogant (Arrogant) Really, bitch, I'm heaven sent and you should cherish it (Cherish it) What I spent on heaven, gold plated necklace (Necklace) I got bunnies and a couple gold karats bitch (Karats bitch) Guardian in the cut. ayy, rounds on 'em too (On 'em too) Like them Benjis green, ayy, I like 'em Benjis blue (I like 'em blue) I see cash in my vision on that paper view (On that view) I should get pay-per-view then visit Baton Rouge (Baton Rouge) This girl go to school, this thottie go to school I got new school but I ride old school Fools rush in, I could never be no fool (Not no fool) Try to pull my bitch, you ain't even got no pool [Chorus] Copped somethin' clean but I love my dirty, too That's my .32 and it hold 32 3400, shoot for me, I shoot for you Got some new gear, but ain't nothin' new My waist so hot, man, my wrist so cool I ain't fake kickin' shit, ain't actin' like we bool (Like we bool) VVS cut, water shinin' through them jewels I got horsepower and I'll take off like a mule [Outro] Ayy, take off like a mule Take off like a mule But I love my .32 Rockin' with DJ YoungKash! But I love my .32 Shoot for me, I shoot for you Shoot for me, I shoot for you