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Murda Mami (feat. Foxy Brown & Magazeen)

Yeah! Pussies don't get pussy

Brooklyn (uh-huh)Kinda short, dark-skinned, she a fly lil' bitch

Be up in all them clubs spillin Dom P and shit

Know the boy stunt, Jonathan Kelsey clutch

Yves Saint Laurent fronts on her bags to the pumps

D's love her aura, Balenciago fedora

Lame niggaz bore her, struttin like she Kimora

She'll take a kilo and stuff it up in the coochie

Quicker than Ron, stash it between her coochie (ha ha)

Breeze through the hood, niggaz treat her like a O.G.

First bitch in the hood, with the Bentley Coupe GT (yes)

Brooklyn is the team, Alexander McQueen

Bustin down a bird and balance it with a beam

Five five, slanted eyes, bitch walk is mean

Mahushi Ron bracelets and Armani jeans

They're called skinny, my bitch is like a rasta with it

Black car, red bottoms, only mobster in itIt's like damn, bitch, niggaz lovin me now

Oh-nine Bonnie & Clyde doin it now - whoa

Murder murder, these bitches ain't never heard of

Gettin money, gettin hurt up, impatient to leak them burnersAiyyo Ross, send them bitches to the boss

The blood claat flyest bad bitch in New York

Y'all hoes better bow the fuck down and pay homage

I'm ten million sold and that's SoundScan knowledge

And all y'all rat bitches sound garbage

While me and Ross like the hood version of bombings

Bars give me style like when you steppin in my

The 38 special in my Chanel sock

Now I got the llama and Ermet's dark

Word to sly swifter fox who above me?

Say hello in pumps, Nickelus Curt with that bomb

So ladies raise your glass to this man song

Songwriters

ROBERTS, WILLIAM / MARCHAND, I / BAKER, D.Published by

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