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Intro: Young M.A
Hey, shawty thick, you know what I mean Ah-ah
Let me show you what's up mama
Ayy, ayy, ayy

Verse 1: Young M.A & Rubi Rose
Little cutie-o with the booty, yo
She like to do her, I said, Do me though
Lil' bougie hoe
I told her I'm a Big Dog like I'm Scooby though
And I keep a Glock 'cause it get spooky though Grr
I don't know that lame bitch I'm like, Who the hoe Who that
Big ice VV's, just call me Coolio Ooh, ooh
The Big Don, 1942, Julio Uh, uh
First I beat a nigga up then beat the coochie though Ooh, ooh
Big drip Louie though Ooh
Yeah, she bad, but she Gucci though Okay
I could make that pussy sing like the studio Yeah, uh
Sing it to me, baby Sing it to me, ayy
I'm tryna Uber Eat the pussy, bring it to me, baby Bring it to me, baby, Yeah, Rubi, yeah

Verse 2: Rubi Rose & Young M.A
Yeah, it's Rubi, baby Rubi, yeah
I'm tryna fuck you with this mask like a goonie, baby Uh, uh
Know you bumpin' all my tunes like a looney, baby
I'm a bougie bitch, can't treat me like a groupie, baby I ain't no groupie, baby
You a extra ass nigga, you be at all my shows All of 'em
I switch up my niggas like I switch up my flows Switch
Fly me out to France, french tips on my toes Ride
Ride around like a boss Yeah, Rubi Rose in that Rolls Yeah
I'ma bad bitch Yeah, I ain't no Busta Rhymes
Touch it, you can have it
This my new whip I pulled up in a carriage Skrr, skrr
VV's bustin' on my neck look like carrots Okay, okay
Fuck you like a rabbit Okay, okay
'Cause love ain't no habit, no

Verse 3: Young M.A & Rubi Rose
If she bad I already had it Mm-hmm
Ain't no need to get the pistol, I'm already packin' Grr
Slim John, but she carryin' a paddywagon Ooh
She from the A, I said, What's good, she said, What's hattnin', hattnin' What's hattnin', hattnin'
Oh, you lit She said, Yeah and that's the Patek flashin' Okay
Ooh, I love the way you talk shit Okay
I love the way your attitude is on some boss shit Okay
80K for the Cubans, but that don't cost shit It don't cost shit
'Cause I'm a big dog Big dog
Hoes can't tell me shit, I wear the big drawers Wear the big drawers
Shoot this rocket make a pussy nigga lift-off Lift-off
She a hottie little mami, but her wrist froze Ooh
Got 'em pissed off, ooh

Verse 4: Rubi Rose & Young M.A
Hard-headed, but my lips soft Mwah
Hatin' hoes, you the type to make his dick soft Yeah
Thoroughbred chick, help him get his bricks off
Two-tone AP, show my wrist off Ice
Why he blowin' up my phone I be blowin' bands I be blowin' bands
Both hands full of bands, ain't no holdin' hands Bitch
I don't even want the nigga, come get your man
I just made six figures on my OnlyFans
Ooh, he love the way I talk shit He love that shit
He love the way my attitude is on some boss shit Boss shit
Hunnid for the AP that don't cost shit I'm rich, bitch
'Cause I'm the Big Diva
A nigga can't tell me shit and a bitch either Nah
My purse hold the big bands and a little Nina Okay
I'm a hottie little mami, but the wrist freezin'

Verse 5: Young M.A
Man
Fuck your man, he a dick eater Yeah, hoe
You be cheatin', I be cheatin' but I'm the big cheater I'm a hoe
The big cat, the big racks make 'em sick fever Ugh, ugh, ugh
All black 'Vetty, pull up like the grim reaper Skrr
Blowin' loud packs, stinkin' like a gym sneaker
Ooh, 'cause I be smokin' dope shit
We in the back of that back doin' grown shit Ooh
She a boss, but in bed she do that hoe shit
I be like, Ooh, ooh, oh shit Oh shit
She a big freak Big freak
But I'ma fuck her, then I'm dippin' like a six piece Six
Feelings on decrease, bank account on increase Okay
Bitch, please Ooh