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Needa Gangsta
Stunna Girl
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I need a gangster to love me better than all the others do
To always forgive me, ride or die with me
That's just what gangsters do
I like niggas that take trips and get fast money
You say love me, daddy? Can you sell these packs for me?
My nigga hit a lick and said, "Put up these racks for me"
My nigga hit a lick and tell me, "Count these blues up"
Your baby daddy broke and he can't pour a deuce up
He wanna drip me in Chanel, blow a bag up in Saks
He be pullin' on my hair when he hit from the back
Yeah, I know this pussy good, that's why you so attached
Yeah, I know this pussy good, that's why you so attached
Yeah, I know this pussy good, that's why you so attached
Yeah, I know this pussy good, that's why you so attached
I put a Patek on the bitch, I tell her, "Fuck me like I'm rich"
She keep it wetter than a wrist, Chanel for my gangster bit
One time for the bad bitches, two times for the hos
Stars in the ceiling, she can fuck me in the Rolls
I tell her keep it gangster, put diamonds on her ankles
Bitch bad, I'ma spank her, she want a gangster, not a wanksta (whoo)
Fuck her from the back, pull out her weave
Dick in her mouth, she on her knees
Quarter mil' for a show, we in Belize
Got a bankroll like the lottery
I fuck her good, she don't lie to me
And she a boss, she buy me Prada, gotta keep it P
And they might slime you out, just to keep it G
Put the pattycake up on her wrist, but it was factory
My nigga slimed blood out for the Carti' on my wrist
Spank one of you niggas for pillow-talkin' like a bitch
Don't matter how famous we get, my nigga still doin' skits
Ski mask, hoodied up, in a black sleeve truck
Young nigga, young bitch sippin' thousand-dollar double cups
If 12 come knockin', then I'm stitch-lipped up
Even with my bonnet on, still get my pussy ate up
If he ain't paper chasin', he with me laid up
I'm in my rich girl era, my nigga bussin' plays
Your pimp hidin' in the closet while you bussin' dates
On a broke nigga, we bussin' down wagyu steaks
Your bitch pussy wasn't sellin', she back sellin' plays?
Nigga tryna gas up, better pump your brakes
Got a brazy nigga at home that shoot you with a Drac' (rrah)
He treat me like royalty, I fuck him like a skank
Thick thighs, brown eyes, Coca bottle shape
He got the rawest bitch out, that's why these bitches hate
I'm the type of bitch to stash the Glock
And I'ma go on the run with him every time the spot get hot
I like niggas that take trips and get fast money
You say love me, daddy? Can you sell these packs for me?
My nigga hit a lick and said, "Put up these racks for me"
My nigga hit a lick and tell me, "Count these blues up"
Your baby daddy broke and he can't pour a deuce up
He wanna drip me in Chanel, blow a bag up in Saks
He be pullin' on my hair when he hit from the back
Yeah, I know this pussy good, that's why you so attached
Yeah, I know this pussy good, that's why you so attached
Yeah, I know this pussy good, that's why you so attached
Yeah, I know this pussy good, that's why you so attached
I need a gangster to love me better than all the others do
To always forgive me, ride or die with me
That's just what gangsters do