Well Done 3 Lyrics
Hagh, Fuck that, Fuck shit pay me
Rumors come and go, so I stay in a room presidential lately
Top of the roof, niggas start hating
Talk that shit, I aim for the bacon
Man I swear the game got so clay aiken
Bought a new crib, yo bitch say it's spacious
Rise to the motha fucken money
Betta swear this shit about nothing
Why you niggas ballin on a budget
Boy don't get close, I press that button motha fucka
And my nigga...
Niggas washed up, start scrubbin
Nigga get your cover...
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