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what? that firm sh-t, that firm sh-t
what? that firm sh-t, that firm sh-t

everyday i’ma polli ’bout, who’s the best hotty out?
and will they ever let gotti out?
am i real? feel free to try me out
guaranteed eternally, you signin’ out

i only bang quarters, not a thing short of
than a dime, rhyme like a crime scene reporter
thought shorty would lose but the game taught her
hoodrat just like thelma, james’s daughter
killer put you on, got you laced in bucon
bledest stone, where the place you call home?

brooklyn girl, plotted then i took the world
you know the whole drill, na na so ill
make mills and escro, decimals
canc–n, mexico, x-and-o

bracelets got all, along with gold
now it’s platinum rings, songs is sold
hot from the jumpstart, let the gun spark
thriller, will i shot to the top of the charts

head honcho, cat esco
push everythin’ from the coupe to the fo’
never love a ho, get my d-ck sucked
smoke the chocolate, trick my chicks up
p-ss all the ki’s to mami, whip it up
fox get the b’s, bonnie live it up

your love, so good
you deserve some hardcore
that firm sh-t, that firm sh-t
your love, so good
you deserve some hardcore
that firm sh-t, that firm sh-t

firm, n-gg- what? get my tw-t licked
never love a trick, get him for his chips
f-ck him and his d-ck, n-gg- where the six?
he actin’ like a b-tch, he should’ve known this
got the stone the wrist, i ain’t no bonin’ this
bomb -ss sh-t, i could play with my sh-t

rap n-gg-s, capitalize, stock figures
cognac is that liquor got me all numbed out
now i’m in the street with the guns out
n-gg-s better take me home, ‘fore i dumbs out

might f-ck around, lay somethin’ down
wit mad n-gg-s out here to see that sh-t
we that click, runnin’ sh-t up in new yick
all the way down to hicktown, layin’ it down

fox be the cl-ssiest, the s-ssiest
the clubs, all thugs grab my wrists, offer me moselle crist
more of the sh-t to hold you with, keep hatin’ i’ma fold your b-tch
should’ve known to control that chick, hoes mad, ‘cos i roll the six

doe full of ices, black isis
sidewalk, my n-gg-s stay f-ckin’ your girl
the rest be, hoes in stretch jeans with red seams
take it from me, let a n-gg- dream
make ’em lick that, get the cat for his cream

your love, so good
you deserve some hardcore
that firm sh-t, that firm sh-t
your love, so good
you deserve some hardcore
that firm sh-t, that firm sh-t

it’s about time i reverse that
b-tches learn game, rehe-rs- that
it ain’t no love, ma remember that
ya hoes wanna slap while i got him on his back
tryin’, to hurt that

think you’re grown, half the n-gg-s sittin’ at home
watchin’ the kids, while you’re gettin’ it on
i’m too smart for that, caught you creepin’
receipts in your prada bag, sweets every weekend
spendin’ my doe, i coulda spent that on hydro
you ain’t slick enough, think i don’t know

dumb -ss, think i slept on your b-m -ss
knew the whole stee ’bout a chip like me
did it on g-p, let you eat me
couldn’t freak me, i’m better off with tv
that firm sh-t, that firm sh-t

can’t get enough
that firm sh-t, that firm sh-t

your love, so good
you deserve some hardcore
that firm sh-t, that firm sh-t
your love, so good
you deserve some hardcore
that firm sh-t, that firm sh-t

your love, so good
you deserve some hardcore
that firm sh-t, that firm sh-t

can’t get enough
that firm sh-t, that firm sh-t
can’t get enough



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