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Certified Stepper

Sally Sossa
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(Gang, gang, gang, gang) (Hey, who made it?) (Oo made it) (Gang, gang, gang, gang) Ai, it's big Sossa Make them lil hoes hang it up, like bitch it's over And I'm riding in that Maybach with a big strap, fuck a holster When it's time to hit a lick up on a nigga, kick out the chauffeur We up that stick and then we dip up on a nigga Hop in a Rover, pussy If you test my gangster you gon' die to I'm riding with some killers and gorillas they gon' slide through Grew up on that block, now we in villas with the whole crew Remember back when I was broke as fuck, now I'm up Look how time flew I ain't never sold shit to a basic ass nigga Or a basic ass bitch in my life but a verse Still killing this hoes but I ain't on parol (chopper) But her in a body bag, get a horse She texting a nigga, why he crying over me Saying Sossa you the worst He say, he finna pull up I told 'em don't forget the purse No nine to five, but on that dick I go to work You gotta have that bag like Elon Musk I came and won, broke bitch I trust Love no thoties, it's just lust I'm the topic y'all discuss If we was in a wild wild west I make this bitches bite the dust My chain icy than a motherfucker, pockets finna bust Hey, this ain't what you used to I'ma silent stepper and I'm sliding with PGF Nuk too If you on the opps side, we gon' shoot you Bullets get to flying, hit him in his chest like he got the dick flu Ai, it's big Sossa Make them lil hoes hang it up, like bitch it's over And I'm riding in that Maybach with a big strap, fuck a holster When it's time to hit a lick up on a nigga, kick out the chauffeur We up that stick and then we dip up on a nigga Hop in a Rover, pussy If you test my gangster you gon' die to I'm riding with some killers and gorillas they gon' slide through Grew up on that block, now we in villas with the whole crew Remember back when I was broke as fuck, now I'm up Look how time flew Yeah bitch, it's big Nuk I keep a switch when I'm at your bitch house She sucking dick and you suck teeth I might just get that bitch out Riding fast, thirty on my waste, I left the stick out You starting a fire, left you on a bench, you had to sit out (Uh, huh) Smoking all the opps' like a paddi How you claim you a opp, but you also not never come get baddie Shorty thought she was a ten, her ass a presser Ain't no slack, got no money for her bundle Shorty glued up in her track When I rap I'm speaking facts This shit real, this ain't no act Like some luggage, he go packed Talking shit, so he got smacked Talking shit, so shit got real Hoping out when I'm off the pills Catch him lacking, on his heels No attempts, we gon' kill Ai, it's big Sossa Make them lil hoes hang it up, like bitch it's over And I'm riding in that Maybach with a big strap, fuck a holster When it's time to hit a lick up on a nigga, kick out the chauffeur We up that stick and then we dip up on a nigga Hop in a Rover, pussy If you test my gangster you gon' die to I'm riding with some killers and gorillas they gon' slide through Grew up on that block, now we in villas with the whole crew Remember back when I was broke as fuck, now I'm up Look how time flew (Gang, gang, gang, gang) (Gang, gang, gang, gang) (Gang, gang, gang, gang) (Gang, gang, gang, gang) (Gang, gang, gang, gang)