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“waist so skinny”
(feat. rick ross)

fresh out of the salon and i just got my hair done
n-gg-s tryin’ ta holla at me but i told them move along
’cause my waist so skinny and my wrist so chilly
if you ain’t putting up a milli’
then you won’t be f-ckin’ with me

now put your bans up, go put a grand on it
that won’t be enough at least a hundred bans on it
’cause my waist so skinny and my wrist so chilly
and if you ain’t putting up a milli’
then you won’t be f-ckin’ with me

i’m a boss, b-tch, i stunt first cl-ss
i got insurance on this boss -ss
see, i don’t f-ck with ho’s
’cause they side ways
i get this money by myself 99 ways

i hate broke n-gg-s, they can’t tell me sh-t
f-ck that charger, baby mama and that lil’ d-ck
i like big bags, i like real money the stacks stay stack
big bread full of hundreds

fresh out of the salon and i just got my hair done
n-gg-s tryin’ ta holla at me but i told them move along
’cause my waist so skinny and my wrist so chilly
if you ain’t putting up a milli’
then you won’t be f-ckin’ with me

now put your bans up, go put a grand on it
that won’t be enough at least a hundred bans on it
’cause my waist so skinny and my wrist so chilly
and if you ain’t putting up a milli’
then you won’t be f-ckin’ with me

pink bottle popper yellow big shopper
pull up to the club valet my f-ckin’ helicopter
it’s not a mere hustler of the year
see the baddest b-tch right here

stacking papper like my name is bob dylan
pop the cady in the living room delay
she not a stop somebody lying
this b-tch is a ten yo’ b-tch is a 5

fresh out of the salon and i just got my hair done
n-gg-s tryin’ ta holla at me but i told them move along
’cause my waist so skinny and my wrist so chilly
if you ain’t putting up a milli’
then you won’t be f-ckin’ with me

now put your bans up, go put a grand on it
that won’t be enough at least a hundred bans on it
’cause my waist so skinny and my wrist so chilly
and if you ain’t putting up a milli’
then you won’t be f-ckin’ with me

i’m still a 50’s b-tch in this rap sh-t
i don’t f-ck with y’all most of you ho’s are counterfeit
call em’ glow lickers they wanna lick my glow

i’m booked 7 nights a week
you caught the metaphor
i got a big safe a captain crunch berries
my diamonds look like you can eat them

v v s cherries see i’m a fly b-tch i’m making new moves
and i dare a new b-tch to run up on this old school, what

fresh out of the salon and i just got my hair done
n-gg-s tryin’ ta holla at me but i told them move along
’cause my waist so skinny and my wrist so chilly
if you ain’t putting up a milli’
then you won’t be f-ckin’ with me

now put your bans up, go put a grand on it
that won’t be enough at least a hundred bans on it
’cause my waist so skinny and my wrist so chilly
and if you ain’t putting up a milli’
then you won’t be f-ckin’ with me

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