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• Artiste: Hurricane Wisdom
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(Pipe that shit up, TnT) Still that young nigga, but I like my bitches old (Djaxx got that star shit on him) Uh Right, right, uh Still that young nigga, but I like my bitches old Hey, shit feel like a dream, I woke up, I'm still froze All she heard was, "Come here, bae," now I'm all inside her throat Finna get you to the floor, girl, don't act like you don't know (Hey) Mixin' med' with the Casa', remember times when I was poor Now my pockets filled with dough, they let me in, I kicked the door Ayy, heard he came with some bros, nigga, you sound slow Surprised that you ain't know She sad that you that ain't on Put whatever on my wrist and I ain't scared, I want some more I put Chanelly on my bitch, but she gon' leave it at the door If she gon' leave, bitch, that's a no Ask if I care, bitch, no Ask if I care, bitch, I don't Wait for your love, bitch, I won't Wait for your love, bitch, I can't It's some shit I can't afford You'll see me catchin' feelings 'fore you catch me in a Ford She think I'm gon' play her, I'm so goddamn player Truth be told, I'm just a young nigga Still that young nigga (Woah), but I like my bitches old Hey, shit feel like a dream, I woke up, I'm still froze All she heard was, "Come here, bae," now I'm all inside her throat Finna get you to the floor, girl, don't act like you don't know Mixin' med' with the Casa', remember times when I was poor Now my pockets filled with dough, they let me in, I kicked the door Ayy, heard he came with some bros, nigga, you sound slow (On God) Surprised that you ain't know (On God) She sad that you that ain't on (Uh)