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Blow the Pickle

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I blow the whistle, all this bitch get, it's a pickle

Top of the grown racin' nigga up like a pencil

Cute face, fat ass with some dimples Man I'm bleedin' on these beats like a menstrual

Spin that ass like the fan on the ceiling No Popeye's bitch, I'm gettin' cheeky

She wanna fuck cause a young nigga trippin' Put the dick in her mouth and then her tooth

ain't got feelin'

Now I'm bein' independent, scream my name when I'm in it

Jumpin' out the gym and I feel like Blake Griffin

Bitch I go home, I ain't talkin' Thanksgiving Gettin' head like a fitted, get the cash then

I'm dimpin'

Is it me, or is it you?

You can tell she a goat, got her name in her hoops

Chillin' with the gang, they got bitches in the coupe

Fell in love with her, think she blow the dick like a flute

Timberland man, I give a bitch a boot She wanna ride for the cop like a nigga, Uncle

Lou Bitch I'm too hot, they gotta blow me like

some soup

Don't worry about me, worry about you I'ma do what I do

Bitch I'm the truth, they tell me I'm greedy I'ma need you, you, and you

They come when I'm leavin', only two seats in the coupe

Girlfriend with Khalifa, I heard your nigga is a loser

Baby girl choose up, love all my music Nigga talkin' shit, don't get your baby daddy

bruised up

We just had a couple shots and now she in the mood

The fuck, tryna beat it up, I ain't in the mood for love

So fuck your Valentine, I'm a busy nigga I don't have the time, it's difficult enough

Tryna balance mine, in the club and I'm standin' on the couch

When we go back to the crib, I'm tryna put it in your mouth

Is it me, or is it you?

You can tell she a goat, got her name in her hoops

Chillin' with the gang, they got bitches in the coupe

Fell in love with the thing, she blow the dick like a flute

Timberland, man, I give a bitch a boot

She wanna rock with the cock, like a nigga, Uncle Lou

Bitch, I'm too hot, they gotta blow me like some soup

Don't worry about me, worry about you, I'ma do what I do

Fell in love with the loot, father to little you, only tough in the group

Ballin' on niggas, I'm MVP when I hoop

I'm fuckin' it good, I beat your pussy till it's noon

Blow the whistle, blow the pickle

Shake that ass, make it clap, make it wiggle

Is it me, or is it you?

You can tell she a goat, got her name in her hoops

Chillin' with the gang, they got bitches in the coupe

Fell in love with the thing, she blow the dick like a flute

Timberland, man, I give a bitch a boot

She wanna rock with the cock, like a nigga, Uncle Lou

Bitch, I'm too hot, they gotta blow me like some soup

Don't worry about me, worry about you, I'ma do what I do

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