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can not stop - lil quettie lyrics

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d+mn, d+mn uhh
posted with the glock, kush up in my socks
pull off in a drop, d+mn i think i saw the opps
with this gwap i can not stop, store it in the box
know i put on for the squad, on god you know that i gotta go hard yea yea
d+mn my b+tch she so bad, with big titties and a big booty oouuu oouuu
had the p+ssy so wet, it’s drippin just like a jacuzzi oouuu, oouuu
call up spike lee, i’m performing, d+mn we making a movie oouuu, oouuu
know imma buss with that tec, want my respect, watch me just step on they neck
know that i’m fly like a jet, f+ck all the rest, know that lil quettie the best
look at my neck it’s so wet, ears they wet, look at my wrist it’s so wet
callin that shot triple threat, nothing but net, boy you a rook imma vet
like bishop mane i got the juice
play yo main b+tch just like she a flute
f+ck on yo boo, then i give her the boot
i like all my hoes just by the twos
two liter sprite and i poured up a deuce
trynna make it off rhyming like i’m dr. seuss
the way that they treat me you’ll think imma god like d+mn is that quettie the bachelor or zeus
my name it ring bells, got hoes like hugh hefner
i tip over scales that’s some you can’t measure
switch up i would never, i’m applying that pressure
boy you a b+tch & you ain’t a real steppa
i’m turnt through the roof cause the sky is the limit b+tch
go against my team then you know that we winning it
don’t even start sh+t you know we can finish it
my money getting longer yo check is diminishing
bank roll is on swole i can’t even fold it
pack ain’t even touch down and i already sold it
you think imma p+ssy then try me lil n+gga i’ll empty the clip then i’mma reload it
ball like lebron cause they say that i’m chosen
look at my neck and you see that sh+t frozen
iced out my wrist like this b+tch was just broken
them racks in my britches my pockets they swollen yea yea yea
i’m not new to this i’m true to this
pull up with the clique wit the ruger b+tch
i might pull off wit ya b+tch give her ruler d+ck
she see them big racks know i’m too legit
i don’t indulge wit that foolish sh+t
so if you say the wrong thing i might lose it b+tch
posted with the glock, kush up in my socks
pull off in a drop, d+mn i think i saw the opps
with this gwap i can not stop, store it in the box
know i put on for the squad, on god you know that i gotta go hard yea yea



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