| Get it
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| Text a message, I don't know the number
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| Flexin' on these niggas, every bone and muscle
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| Steady taking shots, but never hurting numbers
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| Even then, y'all don't worry nothin'
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| And I'd like to give a shout-out to my niggas with a game plan
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| And shout-outs to all my niggas with escape plans
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| Uh, twenty bands, rain dance
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| We could either rain check or we can make plans
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| Pockets loaded, rocket loaded, okay, let's rock and roll this
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| It's time to go, Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels
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| Locked and loaded, diamonds glowing, chart-climbing on 'em
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| You'd think I'm jumping out the window how I got 'em open
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| Line around the corner, line 'em up the block and over
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| Sometimes I even stop the smoking when it's time to focus
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| My shades, Dior, my pants, velour
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| Create, explore, expand, conquer
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| I came, I saw, I came, I saw
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| I praise the Lord, then break the law
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| I take what's mine, then take some more
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| It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours
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| I came, I saw, I came, I saw
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| I praise the Lord, then break the law
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| I take what's mine, then take some more
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| It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours
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| Yeah, I sold the pack, the loose, the hard (yeah)
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| I listened to X, I peeped the bars (yeah)
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| The snakes, the rats, the cats, the dogs
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| The game's a trap, protect your heart (yeah)
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| I waited in line, return, refine
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| The new design, it's time to shine
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| To shine, to shine, to shine, to shine
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| I hustle, I flex, the world is mine
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| So please believe, allow the greaze
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| These niggas disease, don't speak, we squeeze
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| I make the devil go weak the knees
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| You hate, you're lame, your loss
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| I came, I saw, I came, I saw
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| I praise the Lord, then break the law
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| I take what's mine, then take some more
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| It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours
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| I came, I saw, I came, I saw
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| I praise the Lord, then break the law
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| I take what's mine, then take some more
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| It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours
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| Uh, she came, I came, now what's my name?
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| My chain, my pants, my pants with the chain
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| They know it's me, the hat and the shades
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| They heard my voice and they ran to the stage
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| My Vans, my braids, my mans, my babes
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| My girls, my ex, my hoes that I left
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| The way I stepped out the car, that's a flex
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| Give thanks, get fresh, praise the Lord then finesse, bless
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| I came, I saw, I came, I saw
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| I praise the Lord, then break the law
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| I take what's mine, then take some more
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| It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours
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| I came, I saw, I came, I saw
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| I praise the Lord, then break the law
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| I take what's mine, then take some more
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| It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours |