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with my hoe!

Savini London
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Got a thing on my hoe Keep that thing with my hoe Man, I swing with my hoe Who are you, not my bro Not my bro, she my hoe She my hoe, broke my heart Broke my heart, oh my God She a thot, yeah, on God Aye, uh My bitch bad, she know it Glock on my side, you know gon' blow it This hoe a fiend, I leave her on open I mix the Raf Simons with the Owens AP my wrist, lil bitch it's snowing Turn off the- wait hold on Turn off the lights my necklace glowing I ain't doing a hit, my draco blowing Play 'bout my bitch then you gon' die She love fashion, she too fly She give me that wet, it's never dry Ain't shit to do so we got high Ain't no one else, so just be mine Like her too much, I don't know why She thought it was my dick upon my lap, I told her "it's my nine" And she wanna stay the night, I told her "leave by probably nine" She look better every single photo, she too fine And I love you to the moon and back, I'll always leaves the sky If a nigga tryna play you? Tell that nigga he gon' die Counting money with my bitch This ain't counterfeit We love making money, yeah we always flipping bricks And it's me and you forever, but these hoes be on my dick 12AM, "it's sunny", told this bitch "look at my wrist" Wrist Wrist Wrist Wrist Wrist Hips Hips Hips Hips Hips Hips Yuh Aye, uh My bitch bad, she know it Glock on my side, you know gon' blow it This hoe a fiend, I leave her on open I mix the Raf Simons with the Owens AP my wrist, lil bitch it's snowing Turn off the- wait hold on Turn off the lights my necklace glowing I ain't doing a hit, my draco blowing