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Mustard

"Too Many"

[Intro]
Hahahahahaha, my n*gga back on you b*tches
Middle finger, motherf*ckers
Stunt on 'em hoes
Mustard on the beat, ho

[Verse 1]
I like a ghetto b*tch (b*tch), with an ass super fat (Yeah)
Spend it, I'ma make it right back (Yeah)
Got weed in my lap
f*ck her, then she gon' get attached
Don't be asking me where your b*tch at
Ni-n*gga, I'm mack, n*gga, I'm back
They want a new slap (Yeah), well n*gga, this that
Got your b*tch on my sack (Yeah), n*gga, you sad (Yeah)
Broke as a joke, and n*gga, I don't laugh (Psh)
n*gga in the ghetto, get up on my level
She know I'm the sh*t, yeah, she dig me like a shovel
Millions, have several, n*gga, I'm a rebel
And the head so good, she deserve a medal (Yeah)
X on the map, b*tch, treasure on my di*k (On my di*k)
She open up her mouth like a dentist going in (Going in)
I'm a flossy ass n*gga in a saucy ass whip
Chose up on your friend, b*tch, it is what it is (b*tch)
I ain't scared to admit it, b*tch, I'm a menace
Living in the mansion, I ain't no tenant (b*tch)
Please don't harass me, get your ass finished (b*tch)
I got big Benjamins (Yeah), call me Mr. Benny (Yeah)

[Chorus]
I got too many (Hahahahaha)
Money, cash, hoes, I got too many (My n*gga back on you b*tches)
Five, four, three hoes
n*gga, I got too many (Woo), I got too many (Woo)
I got too many (Woo), I got too many (b*tch)
Cars, clothes, I got too many (Hah), flows
Five, four, three hoes
n*gga, I got too many (Woo), I got too many (Hah)
I got too many (b*tch), I got too many (Hah)
Cars, clothes, I got too many (Hah), flows
Five, four, three hoes, n*gga, I got too many

[Verse 2]
Bandan-ner ('Dan-ner), keep the rap on a hammer (Hammer)
Can't stand her, gotta teach the b*tch manners (Manner)
And my chain light up like a jack-o'-lantern
I don't want your b*tch, I got high standards (b*tch)
Big stamina (Yeah), life in the camera (Yeah)
I got Canadian hoes like a n*gga from Canada (Sheesh)
And my b*tch a Gemini, I don't think you can handle her (Nope)
Twenty hoes, beachfront, had a show up in Panama (Yeah)
Why would I lie? Got a life in Dubai (Ah)
She wanna have a baby, she said, "Baby, c*m inside" (Yeah)
I got one life to live, and I can't give you mine (Nope)
Right now, got another b*tch in my mind (hah)

[Chorus]
I got too many (Hahahahaha)
Money, cash, hoes, I got too many (Bow down to greatness, legendary sh*t n*gga)
Five, four, three hoes
n*gga, I got too many (Woo), I got too many (Woo)
I got too many (Woo), I got too many (b*tch)
Cars, clothes, I got too many (Hah), flows
Five, four, three hoes
n*gga, I got too many (Woo), I got too many (Hah)
I got too many (b*tch), I got too many (Hah)
Cars, clothes, I got too many (Hah), flows
Five, four, three hoes, n*gga, I got too many

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