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Don't you run up in this house
Don't you fuck around and get caught
Boy I got big big guns
Make 'em go b-b-b-bum
I can't lie, I've been trippin' on the drugs or somethin'
Every time that I pull up, we get lit at the function
Shawty bad, when she speak all I hear is fuck shit
But then again, shawty bad, so I might just fuck shit
Don't you dare run away
Finna make my KD go up by one today
I seen big dogs, but you a little one
I'ma quote my own song, you my son (hoe)
I been up all night long, fuckin' bitches though
Every single time I fall asleep, it's a different hoe
Think I need some za just to get me through this interlude
I just need some love, please forgive my lil attitude
I don't know what to do anymore
I've been fuckin' on a pretty little whore
I don't know what to do no more
All I know is, don't you, d-d-don't you
Don't you run up in this house
Don't you fuck around and get caught
Boy I got big big guns
Make 'em go b-b-b-bum
I can't lie, I've been trippin' on the drugs or somethin'
Every time that I pull up, we get lit at the function
Shawty bad, when she speak all I hear is fuck shit
But then again, shawty bad, so I might just fuck shit
WRITERS
Connor Parsons, Sanjay Adhikari
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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Sexual
