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Push that bitch in did. Wanna turn me up? Yeah, yeah, yeah. Definitely a real thing, y'all. Eastside on the rise. What's happening? yeah. My dawg Jay Worth at all Times, at All times. Slid in the 'Rari, I turn my motherfucking toes On. Cut up the vibe, tap my hard drive, Let's get my groove on. I'm in the spot, there's hella hoes tryna choose On. She want a true one, you a discount Coupon. Clearance rack raps, you wack, I got them new ones. Father hella styles, I know I got a few Sons. Soulway out sweatshirt, light assortment of Jewels on. Impala with the roof gone, Pass the Snupe dog. These hoes loose, she fucked the whole team. She tryna settle down with you. She figures you the simp out of the crew. And you should move different when it come to These women. They got a few games, I got The whole season. I wore my mink, pulled the Ice out the fucking freezer. My diamonds pink, rose gold, they just breezing. Pop my Luno everywhere you came. LA ramming these bitches in the city of saints, Young dog. Baby, listen to me please. Yeah. I've been dreaming 'bout you every night. What's happening? What's happening? Now that you are here with me. P Worthy, Three Ladies. I promise you it's gonna feel alright. Yeah. Hop out of bed, I put my corduroy Shoe on. Cup full of Raye, you know that Purple like Udall. Can't fuck with you lame bitches, my pimping be Too strong. You fuck with the same bitches, My bitches be new ones. I fuck with the big homies, they put me Like two on. Hop out the candy thang, I'm feeling like Goldie. Just a couple of wagies, no cuts, Drinking 40s. Shout out to the homies, Can't fuck with the phonies. Up on Rosewood blowing good, fucking with young Spodie. And the homie D. Daver, he picked me up in his scraper. It was back to the biddy 'cause it's back To the paper. Told my bitch I don't need Her, we can talk about it later. Don't blow up my phone talking 'bout I need Favors. We some real life players, better go ask Gator. I don't love her, I player, I just fuck then you date her. LA clipping these hoes in the city of Lakers, Coach. Baby, listen to me please. Yeah. I've been dreaming 'bout you every night. What's happening? What's happening? Now that you are here with me. P Worthy, Three Ladies. I promise you it's gonna feel alright. Yeah. Yeah. In a real way. Shorty in pain. Ooh, that's on your bitch though. Ride on me pop game. TYT, Gang. Big T. Mashed potatoes, how your boy? P Worth. What's Happening?