| Let’s play big bank take little bank
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| You are looking at a shark in a fish tank
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| When I’m in the kitchen, I make plenty cash
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| Tell shawty come here, she got plenty ass
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| Yeah, I love them strippers
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| Yeah, I love them strippers
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| Yeah, I love them strippers
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| Yeah, I love them strippers
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| In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine
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| So when I back back, I’m fronting on you niggas
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| First I pack back, Louis backpack
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| Where’s Paris Hilton? |
| Where’s Kat Stacks?
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| I’m Rambo with this ammunition, my camo come from Tru Religion
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| Them broke hoes can’t pay attention
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| Your cutie missing, New Edition
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| Mr. Telephone man, there’s something wrong with my line
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| When I call my baby’s number, I get a click every time
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| Every line is dope, you can snort it
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| Working in the pot, I can make you do aerobics
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| I’m haterphobic, they mad cause I’m winning
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| They busy high and catching, mad cause I’m pinching
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| All my bitches different, all my diamonds glistening
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| My weed so loud, everybody listen
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| They say it’s for the birds, so I bought a kilo
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| My Boost Mobile chirping, it must be my amigo
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| Yeah, I love them strippers
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| Yeah, I love them strippers
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| Yeah, I love them strippers
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| Yeah, I love them strippers
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| In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine
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| So when I back back, I’m fronting on you niggas
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| 2 Chainz, you fucking crazy, muhfuckas know, I’m fucking crazy
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| Fuck wrong with these bitches lately?
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| Bitches better get on they knees and praise me
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| Bitch, I rep that Rich Gang, where’s Stunna? |
| Where’s Wayne?
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| That’s red on my wristband, SB, Mack Maine
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| Tell Tyga, lookin' for this bitch called Blac Chyna
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| Take a nigga bitch in a hot flash, menopause hot flash
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| Yes, that’s why I’m crowned queen
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| And I ain’t lookin' for the prom king
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| These hoes' careers ain’t promising
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| Killing these bitches, crime scene
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| Ohh, that’s how a bitch do it
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| Fifty black trucks gonna follow when I pull up
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| This shit hit you in the chin, like a pull up
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| My door so cocky, my door so stuck up
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| Ohh, hop up out the space car
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| Bitches, stay pressed, I call them a space bar (Bar)
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| Man, I wish a bitch would
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| Hundred-thousand dollar engine, I wish a bitch could
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| Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)
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| Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)
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| Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)
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| Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)
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| In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine
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| So when I back, back, I’m fronting on you niggas
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| Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)
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| Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)
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| Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)
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| Yeah, I love them strippers (Yeah)
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| In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine
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| So when I back, back, I’m fronting on you niggas
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| Wait I don’t even think these niggas understood what the fuck I just said
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| I said, hundred-thousand dollar engine
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| I wish a bitch could, like the little engine that could, ya dig!
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| 2 Chainz (Kyuh) |