Mi Casa Lyrics

I got that hard gucc
You know these bitches easy
I got that cold flu
I got that itchy sneezy
You in that Mitsubishi
I'm in that Bently GT
I'm taking trips with papi
You walkie talkie copy
I got them pookie feins
Miqht rock some juicy jeans
I mean some juicy sweats
Maybe some lose ya seps
I play foul no free throw
Bitch I ball no pre show
Dead ass no peep show!
Brought a run pronto
With a front condo
Daughter, so gun doe
Watching tele-mundo
Flyer than a rocket
Money in my poly pockets
What chu coppin'
Keep that work inside my pippy long stockings

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