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n-gg-s, b-tches
uhm, this is some player sh-t right here
holler at my home girl on this one, mia
moma mia, have you seen her?

yah, real g’s sh-t, tell me
moma mia, n-gg-s wanna g her, snoop dogg
b-tches wanna be her, motherf-ckers can’t see her
give it up for moma mia

what you want to do n-gg-, is fine with me
name your game, scandalous sprees or robberies
movin’ keys for your needs, from state to state
i seen my braw take down your boy from around tha way

if you fake i’m gunna let you know from the top
and leave that d-ck in your mouth and put them infrared dots
on your whole crew, n-gg- betta ask fo show
gunna let that -ss know what’s goin’ down like waco

this is business and who the f-ck you think is runnin’ this?
mama and who’s the first to shoot that gun in this
mama, drama, layin’ no limit
and when it’s intended my hands all up in it

now, we can do this like intelligent folk
but f-ck around, i be that second ward ignorant hoe
hard headed, with the soft behind, n-gg-s real hittin’ it
so snoop dogg for the keepin’ it real with a strength

now picture, bonnie and clyde, we side as we slide
side by side to keep this pimpin’ alive
do a lick for me, set a trick for me, get us some chips
it’s all about you and me mia, f-ck that b-tch

you a fall girl, go get it all girl
you in my world, i’m gunna make sure you ball girl
do it for me, do it for you, now it’s our world
our world, it’s our world, now go on and get it

now everyone in my click know i don’t love no hoes
i don’t quit b-tch rush a boy to get a new set of them momos
‘cus i attack ’em, crack ’em and smack ’em
all on the same note, until that b-tch is broke

charge it to the game, man it’s a cold game
but somebody gotta do it, that’s real for she’s a
it ain’t easy, pimpin’ to me is four girls on your team
down to scheme, aim to beam, for that cream

cross country track, greyhound bus ride
down to get your m-th-f-ckin’ fetti on, you hear me though
there ain’t no limit to what she does
on the really, on to philly, lemme get a ride on ‘cus

ghetto love and every thug need a little
all i want is the money, motherf-ck the middle
no backbone is back on to get yah
unless you got a down -ss sister to twist her, can’t twist yah

bonnie and clyde, we side as we slide
side by side to keep this pimpin’ alive
do a lick for me, set a trick for me, get us some chips
it’s all about you and me mia, f-ck that b-tch



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