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This for my girlfriend

This is for my - This is for my girlfriend [x2]

This is for my B.F.F - girlfriend



Ayo where my BFF?

Where my playboy bunny?

Where that nigga Hugh Heff

When we pull up at the light

Why everything else get left?

Why they screwin up they face?

Why they lookin a hot mess?

Why they be like no they didn't

Them bitches is always shittin

My clock be tick tick tick tickin

Them chickens is finger lickin

And that's why we do em greasy

Stuntin that Louie Veezy

We straight with all the perm and you bitches is stupid peezy

Would you like some rice with that?

We get alotta cheese no rice with that?

I mean I want some ice with that

No soda, where your owner?

Get your license back

Hoe



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That's my girlfriend, g-g-g-girlfriend

Don't forget the brush, blowdryer and the curlin

Aye and that's my girlfriend

Tell them hoes stoppington

They know they want everything that we be coppington

Wherever I slide thru

I gotta go buy two

If I get it in the pink I could have the light blue

Brand new Range Rover that was for her bday

I just auctioned off some shit

You could get it on e-bay

Anyway we VIP, we don't even need ID

Put em in the ICU

If they don't bring the ICE

Get them bottles of Rose

One Long Island ice-ee tea

Put my bracelet in the mirror

I see me icing me, get it?



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Scuse me

There way too many groupies

Why don't you jsut sit back or dance

Sorry we don't chit chat with fans

We came in the Diablo

Or was a Galardo

We got the top down doors that Murcielago

LP460 bitches that's the motto