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Drop it drop it drop it
My bitches yeah they drop it I see you on that pole
Work that shit I pay for college
Supportin you I rain on you now drop it like it's hot is
Benji benji benjamin my on the topic
Rock make it rock uhh girl bounce that ass pop it girl don't stop it
It's drugs we got cash I wanna see that ass go low
Ass low money pile overflow
Dayuumm baby got the fattest ass I ain't gay so the
Problem is I'll have to pass make it clap so after I can take a bow
Hurricane in a stormin up the place now
Drop it drop it drop it
Bitch I run it bitch I run it
He for ones they don't want it I got racks of hunnits hunnits uhh
Boolah got the weed treaty got the crees pezzy gotta
Thousand fifty and bugatti keys
Do it with ease we drop it like all them leaves we drop it then leave
Broke bitch please give me a stack of these cash money
Like little wees till we got them flockin
They swinging all on my kneessszzus right in your mouth
Hoe keep talking I got something for your mouth hoe
Where's your man I'll show him where his mouth go drop
That bitches listen to how the hook go.
Damn damn damn iggy iggy do you see that hoe?
That shit that shit that shit can't do that on street
Pole they'll try and climb it if the giant snicka
Bar diamonds twinkle twinkle big dipper
To all you little stars it's me problem problem got
Some fun got some change threw some one's golfer swung
Clubs and hoes think imma put a hole in one for real
Diamond and brought drugs with me pills and that
White girl and I don't mean iggy
I'm on a war path so the thang with me so you beter
Run son and I don't mean diggy
Iggy I know you just got to this light but that bitch
Right there so bad you should be bi for one night (at least)
