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fashionist - admit it lyrics

[intro]
yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah

[verse]
a+and my gang be asking why the f+ck i keep doing that sh+t
doing that sh+t, i’m moved— i’m moved away, can’t admit on it
yo— yo’ b+tch on d+ck, she gon’ spit on it
they like, “hop on this ho”, then get lit on it
they say, “yo’ music ass”, take a sh+t on it
how you cop yo’ new swag? guess you bit on it
how you bought yo’ bag, n+gga? n+ggas on d+ck
b+tch, i own it, yo’ b+tch on d+ck, she moanin’
i’m like, why you showin’ sh+t? yeah
why you showin’ sh+t? yeah
the whole clique on yo’ ass
boy, stop clonin’
boy, i bought that bag for yo’ b+tch
n+gga, stop hoeing, yeah
n+gga, stop hoeing, yeah
n+gga, stop hoeing, yeah
that boy fat, need twenty+piece
b+tch, i stack the racks, don’t envy me
climb the top likе mvp, yeah
hit the phone likе—
yo’ b+tch hit the phone, like
y’all be acting like y’all don’t know right
a n+gga blinging, got the diamonds show right
[outro]
yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah)
yeah, b+tch

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