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[Intro]
You know Borleone shot this shit
Damn, damn
Uh
Damn, damn
M Row

[Chorus]
Freak bitch tryna act brand new
Let me just take off the plastic
Know she the mut, slut, ran through
Beat up her gut, breakin' her mattress
Shakin' her ass, you know imma handle
She throwin' it back, you know imma smack it
Out like a light, show, candle
And she doin' splits I ain't talkin' gymnastics
Catch Jay Hound and you know I'm gon' blast it
Jet like what? For you imma crash it
Oh she playin' Neaky? Oh you feel treeshy?
Fuck out my car tryna play all that trash shit
Kenny Capone, he does songs for the passion
Four times did you see me, you know I get active
I know what's up, you cap in your rappin'
You know my bop, I just get straight to-

[Verse]
Money B, please stop tryna troll me
Never did nothin' to me or my homies
Say that you on it, just come and show me
Get off my dick, cause you really don't know me
Now I'm back to that hip shit
She got good ass, her waistline bony
Bitch, listen, closely
Hands on your knees, shake it real slowly
Pick up the pace now, watch how it jiggle
Left cheek, right cheek, watch how it wiggle
Get out the way, let me get in the middle
Hit from the back, while I play with her nipple
Her hair too long, make her bootyhole tickle
She petite and she little, she takin' the pickle
She know I'm on court, I'm not tryna dribble
I seen one nigga and I threw more than triple
We in the V, she holdin' my blick
She took it off safety, think that she slick
I told her that shit got a kick
But you way too pretty, I don't want you to click
Chop got a ladder, came with a stick
Who that right there, no time to pick
Cops pull us over, they think they gon frisk
Just cover my bail cus I'm takin' that risk

[Chorus]
Freak bitch tryna act brand new
Let me just take off the plastic
Know she the mut, slut, ran through
Beat up her gut, breakin' her mattress
Shakin' her ass, you know imma handle
She throwin' it back, you know imma smack it
Out like a light, show, candle
And she doin' splits I ain't talkin' gymnastics
Catch Jay Hound and you know I'm gon' blast it
Jet like what? For you imma crash it
Oh she playin' Neaky? Oh you feel treeshy?
Fuck out my car tryna play all that trash shit
Kenny Capone, he does songs for the passion
Four times did you see me, you know I get active
I know what's up, you cap in your rappin'
You know my bop, I just get straight to-