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Don't you wanna rest that ass in this glass house Don't, don't you wanna rest that ass in this glass house Don't, don't you wanna rest that ass in this glass house If you ain't suckin' or fuckin' than get yo ass out Don't you wanna rest that ass in this glass house Don't, don't you wanna rest that ass in this glass house Don't, don't you wanna rest that ass in this glass house If you ain't suckin' or fuckin' than get yo ass out Dash digital situation critical Hate to make it so blatant baby But I ain't playing Maybe you got me confused With one of them other dudes I ain't none of them Under they breath mumbling Scared to tell them hoes what it is You put yourself in that position Out-chea with all that baller fishing You fucked around and you caught a shark Cold heart tear your feelings apart I'm more focused on getting my rims powder-coated One of the dopest, I'm schedule one You just ibuprofen, what is you smoking? Them bogus growers, they got you choking The options open, you can hide with them suckas Or ride low and get higher than a motherfucka! Don't you wanna rest that ass in this glass house Don't, don't you wanna rest that ass in this glass house Don't, don't you wanna rest that ass in this glass house If you ain't suckin' or fuckin' than get yo ass out Don't you wanna rest that ass in this glass house Don't, don't you wanna rest that ass in this glass house Don't, don't you wanna rest that ass in this glass house If you ain't suckin' or fuckin' than get yo ass out Straight stunting, sucka niggas I take from them They bitches that is, get up in the car with wiz They know they gonna bake something, ain't frontin' Smoking it all, the eighth onion Get it twisted because you see me on your computer screen Thinking because you got wireless you get as high as us Bitches leaving they lame niggas to ride with us Planes over everything in the fly we trust Just by the smell it's obvious That my connect come from cali Im good long as the money piling up All the while im just quick lane pimping Big jane twisting Walking how I talk it bitch that's Pittsburgh pimping Don't you wanna rest that ass in this glass house Don't, don't you wanna rest that ass in this glass house Don't, don't you wanna rest that ass in this glass house If you ain't suckin' or fuckin' than get yo ass out Don't you wanna rest that ass in this glass house Don't, don't you wanna rest that ass in this glass house Don't, don't you wanna rest that ass in this glass house If you ain't suckin' or fuckin' than get yo ass out Now I was candy coated, bendin corners 5th, 5th wheelin' made a killin' with the bumper grill nd' chandelier cellin', plush linen Is you fucking, is you sucking I was wondering cuz if not Don't be pushing on my buttons in my Cutlass Unless you cuttin' Bitch I'm just saying I ain't tricking is the reason that this porno flick playing Trunk shaking knocking pictures off the wall Southern mating call, 808 mean no draws You got friends, I fuck em' all What you mean you ain't nasty Why the fuck you came Just imagine what you got to do to get up in my plane Mississippi pimp mouth piece frigid Dolomite out of sight Show you right, can you dig it, shawty? Don't you wanna rest that ass in this glass house Don't, don't you wanna rest that ass in this glass house Don't, don't you wanna rest that ass in this glass house If you ain't suckin' or fuckin' than get yo ass out Don't you wanna rest that ass in this glass house Don't, don't you wanna rest that ass in this glass house Don't, don't you wanna rest that ass in this glass house
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