| Choppa kinda old, but a new clip
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| Shoot your ass, put yo ass on a news clip
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| Hope her two lips smell like tulips
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| Put you in the ground right next to the tulips
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| Nigga talkin' shit on the other side
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| Tell that pussy nigga I pull up
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| Used to sell work to his aunt, he ain’t push weight
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| Nigga did pull ups
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| By the time ya look up, nigga done cook up
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| When you turn away, a nigga done took her
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| Got her in the suite, looking like a hooker
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| Jumpin' on the bed like Jimmy «Fly» Snuka
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| I take her to the mall and I pocketbook her
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| You tryna' spend time, nigga probably book her
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| Yeah, I’m tryna' fuck her, fuck her like I used to
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| I don’t believe in karma, but I believe in Kama Sutra
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| Put one leg on the other leg
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| Then I skate away like Winnipeg
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| And I’m through fucking with these lame niggas
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| You a zero like a Easter egg
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| Got a lotta shooters in my repertoire
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| Got a dope spot called Escobar
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| Member when I used to play basketball
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| Now I’m out here playing ratchet ball, ooo!
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| 2 dollars a zip for some Actavis
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| Purple that Sprite in, then you pour it, you know we want it
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| Mollies and roxies you know we want it
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| Trap out that house with the doors open
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| We put that work in on any corner
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| That moolah, that fetti, you know we want it
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| I was trappin' out the house with my doors open
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| Comin' down through the town with my doors open
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| Got that carbon on my lap with my doors open
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| When I’m rollin' through the trap with my doors open
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| When I’m rollin' through the trap with my doors open
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| Catch me rolling through the trap with my doors open
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| Wanna pull up at the club with the doors open
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| Bowl like a tournament, she hang like a ornament
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| Nigga, your jewelry look prosthetic
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| Rims on my car got it bowlegged
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| Took your bitch back and got store credit
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| Still drinking Actavis, niggas is slackin'
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| I rap like the plastic on packages
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| Everything I do immaculate
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| House full of marble, no vacuuming
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| Charges consist of the trafficking
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| Trappin' I had the bitch bumpin' like Acne
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| Gettin' some head on the balcony
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| So far ahead they in back of me
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| Walked in the store left my doors open
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| All my Rolls Royce got 4's on 'em
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| Heard you niggas told like 400
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| Been the coldest nigga out the whole summer
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| Uh, talkin' bout bruh let me hold some
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| Like we used to sleep on the floor or somethin'
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| Lookin' for a cup so I could pour some
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| She brought a friend who brought a friend
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| We gonna have us a foursome
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| We started up around 4 or somethin'
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| We did not stop til like 4 or somethin'
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| 2 dollars a zip for some Actavis
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| Purple that Sprite in, pour it, you know we want it
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| Mollies and roxies you know we want it
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| Trap out that house with the doors open
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| We put that work in on any corner
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| That moolah, the fetti, you know we want it
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| I was trappin' out the house with my doors open
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| Comin' down through the town with my doors open
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| Got that carbon on my lap with my doors open
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| When I’m rollin' through the trap with my doors open
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| When I’m rollin' through the trap with my doors open
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| Catch me rolling it through the trap with my doors open
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| Wanna pull up at the club with the doors open
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| When I’m fuckin' on your hoe with my doors open
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| I been smokin' on the dro with the doors open
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| I pull up in the Rolls with the doors open
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| I swerve in the block with the doors open
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| I fuck a nigga hoe with the doors open
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| I bought this shit with the doors open
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| Coming down on candy with my doors open
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| Had a young little bitch with her nose open
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| Fucked a bitch real good with the doors open
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| Young nigga pulled up with the doors open
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| Trap right now keep the fuckin' house open |