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Artist: HL Wave
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Gordon Ramsay
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Gordon Ramsay
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Move your fat fuckin' ass
She can't clap without her hands?
(What did you say?)
Nah, you can keep that ho
(What?)
If she can't clap without her hands, then I don't want that bitch
I feel like Gordon Ramsay how I flick my fucking wrist
If your ho spam my inbox, then I block her quick
All this jewelry on me, so I keep a stick (yeah, yeah)
Bitch, I flick my wrist (huh?)
Yeah, I flick my wrist (huh?)
Bitch, I flick my wrist (yeah)
Yeah, I flick my wrist (what?)
Bitch, I keep my stick (yeah)
Yeah, I keep my stick (huh?)
Bitch, I keep my stick (yeah)
Yeah, I keep my stick (yeah, yeah)
Okay, like pop out
Bitch, you know I keep it on me
We in the drop now
You know that this shit is not free
She giving slop (huh?)
40, let it pop (yeah)
Fuck her, then I swap (swap)
Fuck her in the drop, yeah (drop)
Okay like, run to the back, go faster (huh?)
She tryna smash, I will not let her
Okay like baby got back, big rack too (what?)
So no bitch, I will not dead her, yeah
Stay with the strap, I'm poppin' (damn)
Nigga talk down, lay his ass in the coffin (yeah)
Knock you off the map for cappin' (what?)
You lame bitch, chopper get to blastin'
If she can't clap without her hands, then I don't want that bitch
I feel like Gordon Ramsay how I flick my fucking wrist
If your ho spam my inbox, then I block her quick
All this jewelry on me, so I keep a stick (yeah, yeah)
Bitch, I flick my wrist (huh?)
Yeah, I flick my wrist (huh?)
Bitch, I flick my wrist (yeah)
Yeah, I flick my wrist (what?)
Bitch, I keep my stick (yeah)
Yeah, I keep my stick (huh?)
Bitch, I keep my stick (yeah)
Yeah, I keep my stick (yeah, yeah)
I finesse your thot, man, I make this shit look easy
She be sucking 'til I'm dry, man, that bitch really be freaky
I got purple in my cup and I'm pouring 'til I'm sleepy
Got the Gucci on my belt, bitch, I walk out lookin steezy (bitch)
Bought your bitch some hair, we rolled up paper square
She sit on me like chair, pussy pop like snare
Bitch, we counting bank, rubbing off the paint
Puffing on the dank, this hydro, so it stank
A bitch boy like to snitch, I might hit him in the chin
He got his hands on his face like that boy counting to ten
I give a fuck about a bitch, I still fuck up on her friend
Then I move on to the next and I do that shit again
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (move your fat fuckin' ass)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
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