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[Soundtrack from the Insecure – Season 5]


Yeah, hoe
Yeah, hoe

Roll up bitch up in my sweater
Spin the block if we got beat
Ain't no talking, get it poppin'
Make that n***a spend his cheese
Fuck the score, We go to war
I swear these bitches can't compete
I don't doubt, ass n***a, put that n***a on the leash

[???]

Hey, mister, mister
Can you take me on a ride?
He like the crew for hood with his hand on my thigh
Pretty bitty waste, what's the picture serving face?
Like my n***as real hood, would sprinkle off some [?]

Chorus:
Get that money, fuck that n***a
Get a new way, his pocket bigger
Chase the bad, make em mad
I ain't stressing over shit, I been here
Get that money, fuck that n***a
Get a new way, his pocket bigger
Chase the bad, make em mad
I ain't stressing over shit, I been here

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