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Thouxanbanfauni – DONT DROP THAT CUP lyrics
When them xans start to surface, I know that it's workin'
It activate perfect, these niggas look nervous
I know for certain, that life is uncertain
Taliban tervis, and tinted suburban
Don't let 'em start lurkin', don't let 'em start swervin'
Them boys get to skrtn', them boys get to murkin'
I keep a shooter, I keep a rooster
I know that they watchin'
Them Foleys and Hooters, I'm young Ferris Bueller
Bitch I get it poppin', my niggas is looters
My bitches is cuter, you know how I'm rockin'
I got them hoes naked, lil' bitch get nude
And that pussy get poppin'
You come to my casa
And you gon' see some straps, or some cash on the floor
If you touchin' my guala, ayy we got a problem
Ayy don't touch what ain't yours
Ayy these niggas so flip flop
Ayy these hoes so hot scotch, hoppin on the highest niggas go
I po' up a fo', then I splash two more
Ayy I gotta get it and go
Trust me I know, ayy trust me I know
My wrist game like Kobe, I throw
I sold some dope, then I counted dough
When that money get low, I came back for more
And I want some more soul, give my heart to no ho
I'm too heaven sent
I had to say no, I told 'em hell no
I know that the thing that she think I don't know
I know the things that she think I don't know
I know the things that she think I don't know
I know the things that she think I don't know
I drop designer in it
Lil' hoe don't drop that cup, I know you know what's up
Spent two bands on that cup
I drop designer in it
Lil' hoe don't drop that cup, I know you do know what's up
Spent two bands on that cup
Lil' hoe don't drop that cup, lil' hoe don't drop that cup
Bitch don't drop that cup, spent two bands on that cup
Lil' hoe don't drop that cup, lil' hoe don't drop that cup
It's real shit in that cup, spent two bands on that cup
Lil' hoe don't drop that cup, lil' hoe don't drop that cup
Lil' bitch don't drop that cup, bitch don't drop that cup
Lil' hoe don't drop that cup, lil' hoe don't drop that cup
Lil' hoe don't drop that cup, lil' hoe don't drop that cup
When them xans start to surface, I know that it's workin'
It activate perfect, these niggas look nervous
I know for certain, that life is uncertain
Taliban tervis, tinted suburban
Don't let 'em start lurkin', don't let 'em start swervin'
Cause they get to skrtn', them boys get to murkin'
I keep a shooter, I keep a rooster
I know that they watchin'
I'm Foleys and Hooters, I'm young Ferris Bueller
Bitch I get it poppin', my niggas is looters
My bitches is cuter, you know how I'm rockin'
I got these hoes naked, lil' bitch get nude
And that pussy get poppin'
You come to my casa
And you gon' see them choppas, and some cash on the floor
If you touchin' my guala, ayy we got a problem
Ayy don't touch what ain't yours
Ayy these niggas they flip flop
These hoes so hot scotch, hoppin' on the highest niggas go
I po' up a fo', then I splash two more
Ayy I had to get it how I go
Trust me I know, ayy trust me I know
Ayy trust me I know, ayy trust me I know
Ayy trust me I know, ayy trust me I know
My wrist game like Kobe, I throw
I sold some dope, then I counted dough
When that money get low
Trust me I know, trust me I know
Trust me I know, trust me I know
Ayy trust me I know, trust me I know
Trust me I know, ayy trust me I know
Trust me I know, trust me I know
You better not drop it on the floor
It activate perfect, these niggas look nervous
I know for certain, that life is uncertain
Taliban tervis, and tinted suburban
Don't let 'em start lurkin', don't let 'em start swervin'
Them boys get to skrtn', them boys get to murkin'
I keep a shooter, I keep a rooster
I know that they watchin'
Them Foleys and Hooters, I'm young Ferris Bueller
Bitch I get it poppin', my niggas is looters
My bitches is cuter, you know how I'm rockin'
I got them hoes naked, lil' bitch get nude
And that pussy get poppin'
You come to my casa
And you gon' see some straps, or some cash on the floor
If you touchin' my guala, ayy we got a problem
Ayy don't touch what ain't yours
Ayy these niggas so flip flop
Ayy these hoes so hot scotch, hoppin on the highest niggas go
I po' up a fo', then I splash two more
Ayy I gotta get it and go
Trust me I know, ayy trust me I know
My wrist game like Kobe, I throw
I sold some dope, then I counted dough
When that money get low, I came back for more
And I want some more soul, give my heart to no ho
I'm too heaven sent
I had to say no, I told 'em hell no
I know that the thing that she think I don't know
I know the things that she think I don't know
I know the things that she think I don't know
I know the things that she think I don't know
I drop designer in it
Lil' hoe don't drop that cup, I know you know what's up
Spent two bands on that cup
I drop designer in it
Lil' hoe don't drop that cup, I know you do know what's up
Spent two bands on that cup
Lil' hoe don't drop that cup, lil' hoe don't drop that cup
Bitch don't drop that cup, spent two bands on that cup
Lil' hoe don't drop that cup, lil' hoe don't drop that cup
It's real shit in that cup, spent two bands on that cup
Lil' hoe don't drop that cup, lil' hoe don't drop that cup
Lil' bitch don't drop that cup, bitch don't drop that cup
Lil' hoe don't drop that cup, lil' hoe don't drop that cup
Lil' hoe don't drop that cup, lil' hoe don't drop that cup
When them xans start to surface, I know that it's workin'
It activate perfect, these niggas look nervous
I know for certain, that life is uncertain
Taliban tervis, tinted suburban
Don't let 'em start lurkin', don't let 'em start swervin'
Cause they get to skrtn', them boys get to murkin'
I keep a shooter, I keep a rooster
I know that they watchin'
I'm Foleys and Hooters, I'm young Ferris Bueller
Bitch I get it poppin', my niggas is looters
My bitches is cuter, you know how I'm rockin'
I got these hoes naked, lil' bitch get nude
And that pussy get poppin'
You come to my casa
And you gon' see them choppas, and some cash on the floor
If you touchin' my guala, ayy we got a problem
Ayy don't touch what ain't yours
Ayy these niggas they flip flop
These hoes so hot scotch, hoppin' on the highest niggas go
I po' up a fo', then I splash two more
Ayy I had to get it how I go
Trust me I know, ayy trust me I know
Ayy trust me I know, ayy trust me I know
Ayy trust me I know, ayy trust me I know
My wrist game like Kobe, I throw
I sold some dope, then I counted dough
When that money get low
Trust me I know, trust me I know
Trust me I know, trust me I know
Ayy trust me I know, trust me I know
Trust me I know, ayy trust me I know
Trust me I know, trust me I know
You better not drop it on the floor
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