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special remix - est gee lyrics

[intro: est gee & moneybagg yo]
i told all my n*ggas ’bout that p*ssy (ain’t nothin’ special)
i told all my n*ggas, yeah (bagg, foreverolling)

[chorus: est gee]
i’m here for a second, baby, leave your best impression
this lil’ b*tch a groupie, wan’ me f*ck her in my necklace
couldn’t believe her eyes when i responded to her message
i really ain’t into textin’, i’ma pull up when you ready
i told her i’m just a street n*gga who rap, i ain’t nothin’ special (nah, i ain’t nothin’ special)
make sure that she look proper, i’ma lash and french tip her (get your nails done)
she reach back when i’m hittin’ her and put claws on them b*lls, kawhi leonard
i couldn’t keep quiet, her p*ssy fire, i told all my n*ggas ’bout that p*ssy (about that p*ssy)

[verse 1: est gee]
ooh, ooh, this a good shot (this a good shot)
call me if you short on them lil’ bills and i’ma look out (you know that i’m gon’ look out)
if she got that nuvaring thing, why would i pull out? (why would i pull out?)
the landlord keep trippin’, payin’ late, he want her to get out
long as i got a key, she ain’t gotta worry about gettin’ put out
trippin’ ’bout these b*tches like you walk ’round with your foot out
she call me and i’m en route, she know i know the business (know i know the business)
you blowin’ up her phone, but she gon’ call back when we finished (call back when we finished)
i’m lookin’ her in her eyes, pull out, finish on them titties (pull out, finish on them titties)
so fresh, i couldn’t resist it, i’ma pull it out and l!ck it (pull it out and mwah)
my babygirl so pretty, she the coldest in the city (she the coldest in the city)
every time i check my mentions, it’s her comment on my picky, she a sicky
[chorus: est gee]
i’m here for a second, baby, leave your best impression
this lil’ b*tch a groupie, wan’ me f*ck her in my necklace
couldn’t believe her eyes when i responded to her message
i really ain’t into textin’, i’ma pull up when you ready
i told her i’m just a street n*gga who rap, i ain’t nothin’ special (nah, i ain’t nothin’ special)
make sure that she look proper, i’ma lash and french tip her (get your nails done)
she reach back when i’m hittin’ her and put claws on them b*lls, kawhi leonard
i couldn’t keep quiet, her p*ssy fire, i told all my n*ggas ’bout that p*ssy

[verse 2: moneybagg yo]
it’s somethin’ about this b*tch, you know she special if i stamp her (stamped it)
compliment my sauce, it take a lot to meet my standards (correct)
come eat me anywhere like she ain’t got no table manners (ugh, ugh, ugh)
might get apprehended when i’m finished, catch a dv charge the way i (go)
get her in my merch, she had on nothin’ under her bread gang hoodie (ooh)
plenty footage, if i’m not mistaken, i had on gucci for this (um)
plan b, ain’t no playin’ me, take it in front of me (right now)
honestly, she just wanna f*ck and tell her friend the tea (i know)
tattoos on her booty, i’m addicted to her body (she look so exotic)
ain’t n0body business, i f*ck with the way we rockin’ (keep that sh*t so solid)
she gettin’ a lil’ wetter, i’m aggressive when we choppin’ (she hollerin’)
always want my time, so when we f*ck, i wear two watches

- est gee lyrics

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