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Ain't that DJ Chose over there? Mm, look like DJ Chose. Your mama must be fine. Your granny must be fine. Your auntie must be fine. 'Cause damn, you a dime. Your sister must be bad. Your friend must be bad. Your hater must be mad. 'Cause damn, look at that ass. Yeah, five, six, seven, eight, uh, Let them bitches hate. Seven, eight, nine, Ten, you a fucking ten. Your mama must be fine. Your granny must be fine. Your auntie must be fine. 'Cause damn, you a dime. Look how she poppin'. How she poppin'. I'ma do what she say, she call me Simon. She call me Simon. She such a fucking dime, I'ma call her diamond. Yeah. Uh, if she got that wap, I'ma take her Shopping. Take her shopping. Damn, I see her mama and her mama thick. Thick. I ain't no trick, but if I hit, I'll pay her mama rent. Hold up, hold up, boy, that's too far. She say she drive stick, but not the one That's in the car. Yeah, I'ma let her ride. Let And her sister bad too, I can't decide. Can't decide. But I'm trying. Don't let me meet your cousins 'cause I know They fine. Know they fine. Your mama must be fine. Your granny must be fine. Your auntie must be fine. 'Cause damn, you a dime. Your sister must be bad. Your friend must be bad. Your hater must be mad. 'Cause damn, look at that ass. Yeah, five, six, seven, eight, uh, Let them bitches hate. Seven, eight, nine, ten, you a fucking ten. Your mama must be fine. Wow. Your granny must be fine. Your auntie must be fine. 'Cause damn, you a dime. Shorty fine as hell. Yeah. But she slick as gel. Uh-huh. She got a sugar daddy, he play in The NFL. Wow. You know she a dime, you can tell by How she smell. Ew. Her ex-nigga a killer and he just came home From jail. Get out. Bitch so bad, you buy Her Gucci, YSL, Chanel. Scoochie. She super jazzy, all way from her hair Down to her nails. Nails. All that body baby got, can't keep it On the shelf. No. And when she come around, Can't keep my hands to myself. Yeah. She got me going so hard that it Got me out of breath. Designer sheets for my Lil' freak, Versace when we schlep. Don't sleep on my lil' dime piece, she the Best that's quite escaped. Wow. all gonna keep a dime a nine, unless Fuck up my rep. Scoochie. Your mama must be fine. Your granny must be fine. Your auntie must be fine. 'Cause damn, you a dime. Your sister must be bad. Your friend must be bad. Your hater must be mad. 'Cause damn, look at that ass. Yeah, five, six, seven, eight, uh, Let them bitches hate. Seven, eight, nine, ten, you a fucking ten. Your mama must be fine. Your granny must be fine. Your auntie must be fine. 'Cause damn, you a dime. Ain't that DJ Chose over there? Mm, look like DJ Chose. Ayy, ayy, Ayy, Ayy.