YES I LOVE THE TWERKERS - 19

Jane

This ain't for no fuck *******a then fuck with her

This one for the hood *****, hipster bitches that shop at Lenny's

Dark skinned, light skinned, Asian and white women

Hypebeast, we know about you, don't buy shoes unless they're popular

For the hoes, my *****, that pussy poppin' that magic city

Got the strong, my *****, that corn match that shit with me

Smokin' me, my *****, then don't pass that shit to me

This one for my ******, and bitches 'bout that money

Got a law, trust the bread, them bad hoes that honor me

I don't fuck with no snitches, so don't tell me who tellin'

This one for them colleges, them bad hoes that spellin'

Shout out to them freshmen, on Instagram straight flexin'

Pack the molly, I'm sweatin', pack the molly, I'm sweatin'

Mama always told me, boy I count your blimp

In God, I trust, so I kept countin' 'em frank

I'm too fly, you know this, let me give your ass a check

One gold watch, two gold chains, this gold ring, it's none

OG joint, them high socks, no shirt on, I'm stuntin'

And this song for them fuck ****** who hangin' on you this summer

Talk shit behind your back, but won't say shit in public

Gold with all of my chains, gold with all of my rings

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