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She Solve All Problems

Verse: 1

I ride in a Rose
With Bullet proof Doors
One call to my goons
They invade yo Home
Im out here gettin Money
I take care my Business
Two rings on, Two chains on
Im ridin round and gettin it
Nigga out here bumpin guns like we aint gone get em, nigga think we playin games till we catch him slippin
Get a tag on yo toes, hope yo casket fit ya, yo mama cryin in the church with yo baby sister.
Fuckin with that white girl, call her Taylor Swift
Put that pistol to yo face, you'll get a face lift
Nigga keep talkin, In yo own grave
Boy we shootin on sight, so you DOA

(Chorus)

I got this black bitch, she a fine ass model
I like to sqeeze her ass, i like to hear her holla
When my funds low, she'll go and get them dollars
What i love about her, She solve all problems

(Repeat Once)

She solve all problems, She solve all problems, She solve all problems, She solve all problems, What i love about her, She solve all problems, She solve all problems, She solve all problems

Verse: 2

Hundred rounds, no way Im missin, (???????),We'll leave no witness, Now you sleepin with the fishes, should've mind yo fucknin business
Strait up out the Three Six Mafia
Run up on ya, then pop ya
Have ya body missin for a hundred years,
Jimmy Hoffa
All my niggas real, just dealers and killers, and you won't know who a killer, until he kill ya
Don't Blame me, take a look in the mirror
You a bitch in the streets, but you gangsta on Twitter
We got them guns, Memphis niggas call em yoppaz, When we pull