| Bitches ain't shit and they ain't say nothing.
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| A hundred motherfuckers can't tell me nothing.
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| I beez in the trap, bee-beez in the trap,
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| I beez in the trap, bee-beez in the trap.
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| Man, I been did that, man, I been popped off,
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| And if she ain't trying to give it up, she get dropped off.
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| Let me bust that u-ie, bitch, bust that open!
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| Might spend a couple thou' just to bust that open.
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| Rip it off, no joking, like your name Hulk Hogan.
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| Niggas move weight in the South but live in Hoboken.
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| Bitch, I spit that crack, like I'm in that trap,
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| So if you need a hit, then I'm with that bat.
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| Okay now Nicki, Nicki, Nicki, put it in your kidney.
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| Got a new LS 450, ain't no keys in this dohickey.
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| If I weren't rappin', I be trappin',
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| If I weren't trappin', I be pimpin',
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| If weren't pimpin', I be gettin' it, period.
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| I don't smoke no Bobby, but my denim be from Ricky.
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| Got your girl a Molly and we smoke loud and drinkin'.
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| Got my top back so you can see what I been thinkin',
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| If you know me, then you know I've been thinking Franklin.
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| Money, thousands, True Religion trousers.
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| Got a private home, started from them public houses.
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| Hair weave killer, causin' her arousal.
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| Audi A8, told them, "Outtie 5000". |
| Uh!
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| Damn, damn, what they say about me?
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| I don't know man, fuck is on your biscuit!
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| If I get hit, swinging on a big bitch.
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| I don't know man, I'm shittin' on your whole life.
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| Man, I'm out in Texas, man, I'm out in A-town,
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| Then I'm up in Chi-town or Miami shuttin' it down.
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| It's that New Orleans, it's LA or The Bay,
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| It's New York, Philly, and the whole DMV.
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| I'm a Detroit Player, man, it's North-South cats,
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| Ohio, Pittsburgh, got St. Louis on deck.
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| It's Delaware, Connecticut, it's New Jersey got hella bricks,
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| It's Queens, Brooklyn, and yeah, they wildin',
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| Bronx, Harlem, and Staten Island. |