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Thirty in my gun

Let it off, they run

Don’t rock rue21

My belt is BB

I feel like a star

But I’m not on TV

Why yo bitch so easy

Her can’t see me

Thirty in my gun

Let it off, they run

Don’t rock rue21

My belt is BB

I feel like a star

But I’m not on TV

Why yo bitch so easy

Her can’t see me

She blowin' up my phone

She barely get reply

She in her feelings now

She said she bout to cry

No mercy for a thot

No, I can’t waste my time

I just want the titties

I just want the thighs

You just a 2-piece

I just need the fries

These hoes used to flex on me

Like they exercise

I keep it 100

I can’t tell a lie

Play me like a dummy

Then I tell you bye

Thirty in my gun

Let it off, they run

Don’t rock rue21

My belt is BB

I feel like a star

But I’m not on TV

Why yo bitch so easy

Her can’t see me

Thirty in my gun

Let it off, they run

Don’t rock rue21

My belt is BB

I feel like a star

But I’m not on TV

Why yo bitch so easy

Her can’t see me