Intro
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Swerve, swrr, swrr, whrr
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Yuh, yuh, yuh
[Chorus]
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These bitches ain't shit, we fuck 'em together
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I change up my hoes like I change up the weather
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I can't wife no thot, I can't wife no thot
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I can't wife no thot, I can't wife no thot
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Bought a couple bags, Pucci on splash
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Dropped a little cash, that's all that
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I can't wife no thot, I can't wife no thot
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I can't wife no thot, I can't wife no thot
[Verse 1]
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I can't wife no thot, forty at my spot
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Smashed her in my drop, got some crazy top
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I done damn near wrecked, off that hoe neck
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I got a little better flex, I damn near was obsessed
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All that is is a bougie freak, saddity bitch from Laguna Beach
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Pussy good and her throat deep
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Sucked so long, made her nose bleed
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I ain't savin' no slutty, I hit her and her buddy
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Bought the freak a little puppy but she ain't nothin' but my cuddy
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I can't wife no thot, suck my dick till she see snot, ha
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I'm from out the slums, fuck these thotties 'cause I'm hot
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Hunnid round drum and I shot it on the spot
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Codeine on her tongue 'cause I'm drinkin' syrup a lot
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Did a donut out the lot soon as I turned out the parkin' lot
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I can't wife no thot, no, I can't wife no thot
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I had bought some Cartiers 'cause that mouth there on lock
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Gucci sock get Louis top, big chain made her pussy pop
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Earring got her lashing out, walkin' round like a rental cop
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Checkin' bitches, they be on the Gram
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Check her phone, I think she tryna scam
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I ain't tryna save these hoes, no thank you, ma'am
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I hit that nanny on green green, swallow my cum, no ring ring
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Red Ferrari a mean ting, I got a mean ting
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Came with her panties, I gave her some lean lean
I gave her the clean clean
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She want the molly, I gave her a green bean
She took off her wing wings
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I put her inside of the Bentley thing
Fucked up a Maybelline
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Maybe she think she more than what she is
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Maybe she thinkin' queen
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Maybe she think Super gone save her
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Maybe she fuckin' 'round with the neighbors
[Chorus]
A#m
These bitches ain't shit, we fuck 'em together
A#m C# G# C# G#
I change up my hoes like I change up the weather
A#m
I can't wife no thot, I can't wife no thot
A#m
I can't wife no thot, I can't wife no thot
A#m
Bought a couple bags, Pucci on splash
A#m
Dropped a little cash, that's all that
A#m
I can't wife no thot, I can't wife no thot
A#m
I can't wife no thot, I can't wife no thot
[Outro]
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