MANNEQUIN
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Go, go, go, go, go, go, go
Yeah, go
They should put me on a magazine
Yeah
They should put me on a magazine
Uh-huh
It's not because I want it, 'cause I need it
I'ma beat the cops in a black drop speedin'
Turn to NASCAR, I'm a speed demon
She suckin' hella speed but ain't no teeth
Yeah
She suckin' hella speed but ain't no teeth
I see the money layin' on your team
Say she love my swag, say she love my niche
Yeah, yeah
Bitch, I want your racks, want your double Ds
Yeah, yeah
Shorty fuck with hoes just like Kobe
Yeah, yeah
I'm courtside while her nose bleed
I don't want a Barbie bitch, I want a Bratz doll
I don't want a card, bitch, I want a big dog
I don't tell 'em R.I.P., I tell 'em RIP dog
YSL, G bag, or it's criss-cross
Tell, tell a bitch sit criss-cross
Yeah, I'm the ting, gotta hit a lick now
Yeah, she come to tell me how to get gone
Take a flight, yeah, I'm out to Melbourne
Hey, I'm so fresh like a well-kept lawn
And she got me bricked, yeah, she got me Teflon'd
Yeah, I'm steppin', so don't get stepped on
Yeah, they hit my phone, I used to not get checked on
Walk out of AT&T with ten phones
Keep it real, I hate getting led on
Yeah, it was a rocky road but I held on
Stand my ground, I ain't getting picked on
Yeah, go
They should put me on a magazine
Yeah, go
They should put me on a magazine
Uh-huh
It's not because I want it, 'cause I need it
I'ma beat the cops in a black drop speedin'
Turn to NASCAR, I'm a speed demon
She suckin' hella speed but ain't no teeth
Yeah
She suckin' hella speed but ain't no teeth
Yeah
I see the money layin' on your team
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