![]() Talkin' bout that high-grade, baby hold up I'm whippin' that work, he diggin' that work I said, "Teach me, nigga, teach me, all this learnin' here is by you" ![]() ![]() I say, "Yes daddy I do, gimme brain like NYU" He say "Damn, bae, you so little, but you be really takin' that pipe" He said, "Damn Nicki it's tight," I say, "Yeah nigga you right" Ridin'-ridin' through Texas (Texas), feed him for his breakfast (uh)Įvery time I whip it, I be talkin' so reckless Pretty gang, always keep them niggas on geek Know where you was when that digital popped I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my, feelin' myself I'm feelin' myself, I'm feelin' my, feelin' my, feelin' myself Lemme get a number 2, with some Mac sauce National anthem hats off, then I curve that nigga, like a bad toss Heard he thinks about me when he whacks off I-I do balls, Dal Mavericks, my Maybach, black mattedįeelin' myself, back off, 'cause I'm feelin' myself, jack off Got a black card that'll let Saks have it I'm with some hood girls lookin' back at it
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