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Sammy
Sammy
Skrt skrtt skrttt
Skrtt
Aye look
I been counting
Pape my hands
Oil ashy
Yea
Type ta get
Him buried put
Him in a casket
Bitch I sip
Styrofoam I
Ain't kissing plastic
Damn yo money
Light weight you
Ain't even average
I do Shaq
On the lakers
Nigga fuck the
Magic
I threw her
Off the backboard
And you ain't even
Catch it I'm
Still hitting hoes
In pro club
Nigga fuck the
Fashion I gave
This hoe a
Hunnid all ones
She couldn't even
Add it
Put that nigga
Ina suit he
Get buried in it
Knowing ring size
I like married women
Tell me if
I do tell
Me if I don't
Tell me if
I fall will
I drown or
Swim
If they world
Is mine if
The world is
Yours bitch I
Still get the
Dance no money
Ona floor
Cashin bitches ssi
Get paid on a
Fourth
Then paid the
Rent for the
Porsche we in a
Different horse
Skkrt
We in them
Different cars bitch
We different stars
Yea
We can eat
With yall but
Yall can't eat
With ours
This our time
Ta stack
Been through the
Starve
Been through the
Section eight
Been hitting broads
Yea
Ina different league
Bitch different cheat
This a different
Fee huh Wink
This a different
Fee huh Wink
Hooker
Look
I been counting
Pape my hands
Oil ashy
Yea
Type to get
Him buried put
Him in a casket
Bitch I sip
Styrofoam I
Ain't kissing plastic
Damn yo money
Light weight you
Ain't even average
I do Shaq
On the lakers
Nigga fuck the
Magic
I threw her
Off the backboard
And you ain't even
Catch it I'm
Still hitting hoes
In pro club
Nigga fuck the
Fashion I gave
This hoe a
Hunnid all ones
She couldn't even
Add it
All my niggas
Play it foul
Hmm and one
I done fathered
You niggas call
Him my grandson
Niggas looking mad
Cause yall been
Done sixteens sipping
With my grandpa
Yea yea
Aye
My bitch she
Got no flaws
No bra
Titty lift
Court case
Innocent
Bloody
What the business
Is
And we back
In this bitch
Trippin on any
Nigga who ain't
Really feelin it
Yea
Take a perc
Thirty now I'm
Finna relax
I don't need it
Baby bottles no
Similac
Sixteens straight to
The face
Ski mask straight
For the case
But I'm Sammy
And eyem wink
And eyem wink
Sammy
She just wanna
Fuck but she
Can't stand me
I do it your
The rec
Nigga fuck the
Grammy and that
Man keep a
Tool call me
Sammy handy
Look
I been counting
Pape my hands
Oil ashy
Yea
Type ta get
Him buried put
Him in a casket
Bitch I sip
Styrofoam I
Ain't kissing plastic
Damn yo money
Light weight you
Ain't even average
I do Shaq
On the lakers
Nigga fuck the
Magic
I threw her
Off the backboard
And you ain't even
Catch it I'm
Still hitting hoes
In pro club
Nigga fuck the
Fashion I gave
This hoe a
Hunnid all ones
She couldn't even
Add it

Written by:
Javon Avery, $ammy Vegas

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