| Hey man
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| Ay, we be fuckin' up them foreigns man
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| Fuckin' up the highway
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| Fucking up the eway
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| Fucking up the streets
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| Fuckin' up a foreign
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| Police pull me over with a ticket and a warning
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| I still ain’t pay that bill
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| Damn, I probably got a warrant
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| Haters trying to blow my vibes
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| Gotta ignore 'em
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| I eat it then I leave
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| Put on my Louie hoodie then my Louie sneakers
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| I don’t ever cuff a thotty or a skeezer
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| Don’t know how to love, I just know how to please her
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| Baby come and put your toppings on my pizza
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| I don’t catch no feelings, I’m a bob and weaver
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| Valet the foreign, I don’t pay no meters
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| My bank account look like the numbers on a beeper
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| Fucking up an Amex, this is not a Visa
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| Ooh, she’s a leaker
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| So I iced her out, now she’s a a walking freezer
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| I’m the don dada and my bitch a diva
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| No, I do not trick but I know how to treat her
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| My diamonds caucasian
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| My jewellery go bling-bling
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| Your jewellery don’t say shit
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| My bitch said she leaving me
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| I went on vacation
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| Ay, I’m fucking with this foreign
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| Yeah, that bitch look good but I cut her off 'cause she annoying
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| Humble down lil' hoe 'cause really you ain’t that important
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| Collecting bags at night and ill be richer by the morning
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| Yes I will
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| It’s a groove
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| I grind and get it, I mind by business
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| Im winning, yeah it’s a mood
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| You whining bitch and you broke
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| You lying and fibbing and it ain’t cool
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| Broke nigga, hoe nigga, hoe nigga, broke nigga
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| Hoe nigga leave the room
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| 'Cause I’m broke niggas, no nigga
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| Won’t nigga, go nigga
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| No we ain’t bool
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| Hey lil' bit, go lil' bit
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| Hoe lil bit, no I ain’t no fool
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| Snakes on a plane 'cause snakes on my shoes
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| Blue faces all in my rules
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| Water on my neck, water on my wrist
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| Water in my drip, ooh, pardon my pool
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| Pardon my drool, pardon my ooh
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| Hey, made my plate, now I’m eating my food
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| It’s a fact shit, black shit
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| Matte shit, bat shit and the engine go vroom
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| Flinstones on my neck and the diamonds go yaba daba doo
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| Im taking your bitch, play with your bitch
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| Then I give her back to you
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| My diamonds caucasian
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| My jewellery go bling-bling
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| Your jewellery don’t say shit
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| My bitch said she leaving me
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| I went on vacation
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| When your bitch in town, I just send her my location
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| Ay, she said my crib is spacious
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| Told her, «You should see the bar inside my basement»
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| Can’t open up them bottles, done with acc' shit
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| Drink Hennessy, can’t smoke no weed, it make her anxious
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| Hey Bitch, I’m just trying to fuck, ain’t got no patience
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| It don’t make no sense to fuck if you ain’t wasted
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| Fuck it, I’ll just call up your replacement
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| And I bet a 100 bands that bitch get naked
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| And I like my bitches foreign, can’t do basic
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| And when I she just give me head, bitch just don’t think shit
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| Told my side bitch just to fuck me, just don’t say shit
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| Yea she feisty-feisty, she like to break shit
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| Oh you love the bitch, oh you cuffed the bitch
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| I released her from you, put her on probation
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| You said she celibate, it’s a celebration
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| I’ma fuck her anyway
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| All my closets foreign
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| All my bitches foreign
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| All my clothes are foreign
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| All my shoes are foreign |