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  Stylin on these hoes, Im stylin on these hoes
  I be stylin on these hoes, Im stylin on these hoes
   wrist full of gold
  I be stylin on these niggas, stylin on these hoes
  Grind up a check, got it at the store
  Runnin through the checks till the club close
  Stylin on these niggas, stylin on these hoes
  I be stylin on these bitches, stylin on these hoes
  I gotta get it, I need the chicken, I need the bread
  Thats why Im workin and Im in the Benz cause you in the bed
  Bitches is sleepin, fuck is they thinkin? What is you doin?
  Then they be mad, lookin at me like I did something to em, uh
  Bank account on racks, pussy still on drip drop
  Put this pussy on wax, took me straight to the tip top
  I might race with the Wraith, aint no space in the safe
  Next bitch in my face catchin case, catchin case
  But anywho, anywho, Birkin bag, Jimmy Choos
  All my bitches say Eeeeooowwww!, all my guns go Boom!
  More guns than the warden, smack hoes with my Jordans
  Pussys floodin New Orleans, kiss a bitch and Im gorgeous
  Never been no pussy, yo, Im always with the shits
  I aint never been no dirty broad but now Im filthy rich, bitch bitch!
  Stylin on these hoes, Im stylin on these hoes
  I be stylin on these hoes, Im stylin on these hoes
   wrist full of gold
  I be stylin on these niggas, stylin on these hoes
  Grind up a check, got it at the store
  Runnin through the checks till the club close
  Stylin on these niggas, stylin on these hoes
  I be stylin on these bitches, stylin on these hoes
  Money, money, money, moneys all I think of
  I swear to God, I wake up and get the green stuff
  You put your money on these hoes, get your refund
  I just got my nails did, I just got my weave done
  If you want a fly press put Bardi on that shit
  I just bought a new gun, put a body on that shit
  She upstairs, Ima wait in the lobby for that bitch
  I got my bitch and a man that can buy me all that shit
  You can find my fine ass
  Bathtub with a wine glass
  All these hoes wanna bring me down
  I dont never ever mind that
  Can you show me where your money is?
  Cause I know where mines at
  All the energy you put in me
  You just tryna get the top back
  Lately I been on some conceited shit
  Cause I dont need a bitch
  Blast off, I dont feed a bitch
  Thats how I treat a bitch
  In my hood I got hella stripes
  Straight Adidas shit
  Hope she got the same energy
  When I see that bitch, bitch!
  Stylin on these hoes, Im stylin on these hoes
  I be stylin on these hoes, Im stylin on these hoes
   wrist full of gold
  I be stylin on these niggas, stylin on these hoes
  Grind up a check, got it at the store
  Runnin through the checks till the club close
  Stylin on these niggas, stylin on these hoes
  I be stylin on these bitches, stylin on these hoes