OFF THE LEASH(REMAKE)...(Rich Homie Quan&& August Alsina)©

Fuck You

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And them bitches that you came with, All in my section drinking My shit, you ain’t fucking, you ain’t sucking, Whatcha doin’ ho? Instagram and taking pictures You don’t know me though. Damn, she Say she a fan, Yea I understand but I wanna get in her pants Cause she thick as fuck, plus she licking her tongue out. She says She don’t fuck with rappers, I’m like whatchuu tall bout, Bitch

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Haters, nigga mad at the paper Big crib, ten cars, twenty acres Twenty chains, ten watches, all my jewels Lil’ watch with the jest, don’t let it fool you I could school you how to look like money Hustler of the year, could write a book ‘bout money Don’t pop them bottles tryna impress them hoes Once you reupof money better tell them hoes, bitch

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