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albüm: You Betta (Jesus Take The Wheel)


Ayy
Little bitch, you better
Little bitch, you better
Little bitch, you better
I let
Ayy
Why you always throwing dubs on that bitch? I'm straight
I let Jesus take the wheel, Glock on my lap
I let Jesus take the wheel, folks caught a charge
I let Jesus take the wheel, I let
Why you always throwing dubs on that bitch? I'm straight
I let Jesus take the wheel, folks caught a charge
I let Jesus take the wheel, Glock on my lap
I let, I let
Little bitch, you better
Little bitch, you better
Little bitch, you better
Little bitch, you better
Ayy, little bitch
I need an outlet, baby, bounce that
Why you talking out your mouth, trick? Baby, bounce that
I got too much on my plate for you not to shake something
We could take it out the states for you, I'd be great for you
I got cousin up in county, they jus threw a case on 'em
I got homie in the morgue, we just had a wake for him
Little baby, I'm a block man, it ain't safe for us
When you come around with vibes I need you to shake something
Why you always in my head? I prefer the neck from you
I just wanna catch a cloud, I don't need the stress from you
I just need a little energy, we try to take this shit across the water
Eat your pussy on the balcony, my appetite go harder
I'm a dog, hoe, I beat the brakes off it
Know you stressed, all that pressure, let me take the weight off you
Know you stressed, all that pressure, let me take the weight off you
Let me, let me
Why you always throwing dubs on that bitch? I'm straight
I let Jesus take the wheel, Glock on my lap
I let Jesus take the wheel, folks caught a charge
I let Jesus take the wheel, I let
Why you always throwing dubs on that bitch? I'm straight
I let Jesus take the wheel, folks caught a charge
I let Jesus take the wheel, Glock on my lap
I let, I let
Little bitch, you better (Bounce on that dick, that's right)
Little bitch, you better (Bounce on that dick, that's right)
Little bitch, you better (Bounce on that dick, that's right)
Little bitch, you better (Bounce on that dick, that's right)
Ayy, little bitch, you better
Caught some niggas rocky shit involved (go bitch)
I can get that pussy with a card (go bitch)
Love me some something chocolate, I got black queen fetishes
Real body fetishes, get in there like the crevasses
Stretch marks hitting, all the surgery repetitive
Celebrate my W's, my L's seem is only less this year
You do too much gossip, always changing narratives
Real niggas don't do that, little bitch
Poke it out, let me screw that, little bitch
Money long, I done grew that, little bitch
L.A nigga, I grew up on Dickie's with the creases
But my money don't fold, in the real estate we miss it
Need some time away from work? Baby, call me
All this stress, come and take the weight off me
All this stress, come and take the weight off me
Let me, let me, hoe
Why you always throwing dubs on that bitch? I'm straight
I let Jesus take the wheel, Glock on my lap
I let Jesus take the wheel, folks caught a charge
I let Jesus take the wheel, I let
Why you always throwing dubs on that bitch? I'm straight
I let Jesus take the wheel, folks caught a charge
I let Jesus take the wheel, Glock on my lap
I let, I let
Little bitch, you better (Bounce on that dick, that's right)
Little bitch, you better (Bounce on that dick, that's right)
Little bitch, you better (Bounce on that dick, that's right)
Little bitch, you better (Bounce on that dick, that's right)
Little bitch, you better (hey)
Go bitch, go bitch

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