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Ooh, shit be drippin´ juice
That´s just what I do
Ooh, left wrist drippin´ juice
That´s just what I do, nigga
Ooh, I just bought a tool

I can´t wait to shoot, nigga
Nigga, ooh (haha)
Bitch
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[Fetty Wap]
Bitch I´m riding with my mothafuckin´ chauffeur (skrrt, skrrt)
Count a hundred G´s in my loafers (money)
Make a hundred plays with my broker (a hundred)
Who the fuck is he?
I don´t know, skrrt (skrrt, skrrt)
Riding with my mothafuckin´ chauffeur (skrrt, skrrt)
Count a hundred G´s in my loafers (skrrt, skrrt)
Make a hundred plays with my broker (shmoney)
Who the fuck is he?
I don´t know, skrrt (Zoovie)

[Fetty Wap]
Bitch I´m from the 12
Fuck a scale, I cut work up well
Came from bustin´ sales
Fetty Cash, bitch they know me well
Really from the trap this ain´t no mothafuckin´ fairy tale
Her face up in my lap I grip the mothafuckin´ steering wheel
Ay homie, it´s a problem, we can´t shoot
I got homies watchin´ from the roof
Looking at my engine it´s a coupe (skrrt, skrrt)
You got homies, I got homies too
You ain´t gettin´ money, bitch, get on my level
Such a gold digger, tell that bitch get a shovel
Know some niggas, had a shootout, then he told on his brother

Rat ass nigga, you a cold motherfucker

[Fetty Wap]
Bitch I´m riding with my mothafuckin´ chauffeur (skrrt, skrrt)
Count a hundred G´s in my loafers (cash)
Make a hundred plays with my broker
Who the fuck is he?
I don´t know, skrrt (skrrt, skrrt)
Riding with my mothafuckin´ chauffeur (skrrt, skrrt)
Count a hundred G´s in my loafers (cash)
Make a hundred plays with my broker (aye)
Who the fuck is he? (yeah)
I don´t know, skrrt (Zoovie)

[Fetty Wap]
Ooh, left wrist drippin´ juice

That´s just what I do, nigga
Ooh, left wrist drippin´ juice
That´s just what I do, nigga
Ooh, I just bought a tool
I can´t wait to shoot, nigga
Nigga, ooh, I just bought a coupe
Where the fuck the roof, nigga

[Fetty Wap]
I got killers in my mothafuckin´ backyard
Grew up in the trenches, I don´t act hard
Nigga think I´m pussy, I´ll smack y´all
Pull up in a hooptie, let the MAC off
I just hit the mall with the black card
Had to spend a fifty, write the tax off
Million in a month, bitch I trap hard
I get what I want, I don´t act, dawg
GANG