Yeah (Yeah)
Pills to the head and I'm dead in the red light
Lil baby mama give me neck 'til I feel right
I don't give a fuck about your problems get your bread right
Champagne dripping down your neck
And it smell nice
Pills to the head and I'm dead in the red light
Lil baby mama give me neck 'til I feel right
I don't give a fuck about your problems get your bread right
Champagne dripping down your neck
And it smell nice
Meet me at the red light
(?)
Hit 'em with the
Feel like a spray paint
What you gonna do?
Slide the stacks under the roof
I don't waste it on a (?)
What you do (?)
(?) fuck like it's loose
Eurodance like it's trance
(?)
(?) crime
Do your time
Magic man
Fuck the b
(?) all night
Look at (?) pay cash
For the ride (?)
She was (?)
(?)
I don't fuck with fucking hoes
If we fuck, it's double coat
Reminisce (?)
I have racks on bitches and bags
I'm real nice with it
Too much money (?)
Don't do no trifling
Call me "Breaking Bad"
You know (?)
Makin' hoes mad 'cause I only fuck with double dippin'
Pills to the head and I'm dead in the red light
Lil baby mama give me neck 'til I feel right
I don't give a fuck about your problems get your bread right
Champagne dripping down your neck
And it smell nice
Pills to the head and I'm dead in the red light
Lil baby mama give me neck 'til I feel right
I don't give a fuck about your problems get your bread right
Champagne dripping down your neck
And it smell nice
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