Killin' It
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Killin' It
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Yeah boy we're getting crazy
Poppin bottles and chasin hoes
Going crazy on the dance floor like wooh! That's how it goes
We getting so turned up
We got babies up on that dance floor
Got henny up in my stereofoam
Putting many hoes in ma iPhone
We feelin so messed up
Yeah we getting twisted 'n faded
That drink up in our cups
Got us feelin' so damn amazing
These hoes know wassup
Yea they getting crazy and stupid
We fillin' up their cups
Now they getting crazy and stupid
We turned up
But not enough
We gottem goin' crazy, no bluff This one girl, I had her on her knees
She really liked me, but I'm like Beats Pliz
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