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AceTheFace

Chorus: Ohgeesy
This ain't a Milly Rock, this a money dance
And my dick ain't hard, that's a thirty in my pants
I got thirty of them bands, I'ma make a stripper dance
And I'ma fuck a nigga bitch 'cause he nerdy, she a fan
The molly either white or it's yellow like some sand
If you need it, hit my line, know I got it, I'm the man
Oxycontin, thizzle, Xans, that's what made me all these bands
Niggas talkin' hella reckless so we layin' all these hands

Verse 1: Ohgeesy
Bands, bands, bands, all I think about commas
Thirty in a forty, all I think about drama
I'm finna get this money, give it right to my mama
Playin' with the chicken, you gon' meet all the llamas
Bands, bands, bands, all I think about commas
Thirty in a forty, all I think about drama
I'm finna get this money, give it right to my mama
Playin' with the chicken, you gon' meet all the llamas

Verse 2: Rob Vicious
I need money, I need weed, I need drank I need drank
Niggas knockin', ain't a fiend and I'm straight Man
These niggas tellin' stories but they don't be who we think Nah
Talkin' like he ain't a pussy but he lyin' in your face Fuck
I been bossin' since a rookie, watchin' niggas from the back
Smokin' cookie out the pack and shootin' niggas rockin' black Rrah
P's gettin' taxed, I guess I'm back to sellin' crack
Got a lick for couple racks, then tell a nigga where it's at Where it's at

Chorus: Ohgeesy
This ain't a Milly Rock, this a money dance
And my dick ain't hard, that's a thirty in my pants
I got thirty of them bands, I'ma make a stripper dance
And I'ma fuck a nigga bitch 'cause he nerdy, she a fan
The molly either white or it's yellow like some sand
If you need it, hit my line, know I got it, I'm the man
Oxycontin, thizzle, Xans, that's what made me all these bands
Niggas talkin' hella reckless so we layin' all these hands

Verse 3: Fenix Flexin
I sip big juice but you niggas probably knew that
I'm ridin' 'round with two straps, I'm wavy like a durag Durag
My niggas see a lick, we finna hit it, niggas do that Do that
I cheated on my bitch, I'm 'bout to go and buy a new bag A new bag
You niggas almost made it but you didn't, nigga, too bad That's too bad
I'm cashin', counted forty bands off the backend
What happened Niggas talkin' reckless 'til we spazzin'
Poppin' it, my nigga, you ain't really 'bout that action Poppin'

Verse 4: Master Kato
Tell that bitch to send them codes right now
I'm tryna get it, tryna get this shit gone right now, right now
I been juggin' off these phones like how
Nigga, how you turn a cool hundred to a light thou', light thou'
This shit regular, baby, I swear to God No cap
No, you can't compare with us, lady, yo, this the mob Bitch
All my niggas ready like Freddy if it's a prob Grrah
Chop a nigga, now he spaghetti up in the pot

Chorus: Ohgeesy
This ain't a Milly Rock, this a money dance
And my dick ain't hard, that's a thirty in my pants
I got thirty of them bands, I'ma make a stripper dance
And I'ma fuck a nigga bitch 'cause he nerdy, she a fan
The molly either white or it's yellow like some sand
If you need it, hit my line, know I got it, I'm the man
Oxycontin, thizzle, Xans, that's what made me all these bands
Niggas talkin' hella reckless so we layin' all these hands

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AceTheFace