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natstar - fan lyrics

lil’ b+tch, you a fan
hit the top, she do it no hands
the f+ck is the plan
we in vegas, i’m up bout a grand
that lil’ b+tch with a tan
drop the top, her hair blow in the wind
just me, her, and her friend
hit the line, and i’m callin’ my mans
gotta run with the clan
we in strokers, i’m throwin’ a band
i’m over these hoes, but i got a d+mn
i’m focused, i’m f+ckin’ these, uh
f+ck on a fan, don’t bring your lil’ sister
i’ll f+ck on your fam if she’s 25
we got everything, just come inside
but you can dip out if you gotta leave
we don’t put sh+t in a n+gga drink

don’t give a f+ck what you n+ggas think
foreigns, i’m scorin’ on enemies
papi right now, but i been a g
copy that’s on the itenery
itinerary
finish them n+ggas, they been buried
win on you n+ggas, i been scary
ten on the table, i’m in there
f+ck it, i’m hot, i need ten fans
crazy, they tell me i’m insane
buddy go drake over ten bands
no pity for the sensei
nah, really, i go insane
a.p, the rollie, they been plain
fake, i can’t hold you, i won’t do it
steak in this sh+t, i got bloodstains
this sh+t, you feel it all in your veins
fix sh+t or feel it, you in the paint
you gettin’ bodied to entertain
need that deposit right in the bank
fish outta water, i see the tank
top ten in no order, don’t need a rank
fly and get b+tter like peter pan
let that man through, homie, he a fan
lil’ b+tch, you a fan
she hit the top, she do it no hands
the f+ck is the plan
we in vegas, i’m up bout a grand
that lil’ b+tch with a tan
drop the top, her hair blow in the wind
yeah me, her, and her friend
yeah a few of her friends

lil’ b+tch, you a fan, you a fan, you a fan
lil’ b+tch, you a fan, you a fan, you a fan
give you a hand
i’ll give you a hand

- natstar lyrics

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