| Yeah, shawty got ass, she just got a tummy tuck, yeah
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| Startenders, run it up
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| Ah
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| Let’s get into it
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| Watch your bitch
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| Yeah
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| Ah
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| Hmm, ain’t fucking with no off brand bitch
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| Ooh, don’t think these niggas understand me
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| Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami
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| Ooh, I’m feelin' like I’m Biggaveli, ah ooh yeah
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| Ooh, I see it in you
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| You just left your man, that’s too bad, ooh
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| Pull up in a foreign like skrt skrt
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| All up in your feelings, yeah you seem so hurt
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| Elliot the chains, now it’s time to run it up
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| In the game, got a two, so you know they wanna pop, yeah
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| Yeah, shawty got ass
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| She just got a tummy tuck, yeah
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| Startenders, run it up
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| Hmm, ain’t fucking with no off brand bitch
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| Ooh, don’t think these niggas understand me
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| Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami
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| Ooh, I’m feelin' like I’m Biggaveli
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| Hmm, ain’t fucking with no off brand bitch
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| Ooh, don’t think these niggas understand me
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| Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami
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| Ooh, I’m feelin' like I’m Biggaveli
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| Offset!
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| Hunnid in my fanny, yeah (Hunnid)
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| Runnin' up the engine for my family, huh (Fam)
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| Wanna hop on jet, take off your panties, huh (Woo)
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| Baguettes in my wrist and they can’t stand me, huh (Baguettes)
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| Coco on my Maybach like it’s «Free Meech"(Smash, smash)
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| Shoot the hundred round and get your street sweeped (Brrt, brrt)
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| Patek on my wrist, this shit ain’t cheap, cheap (Woo)
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| Perky or the Addy, which one you gon' eat?
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| If we got static, send the baddie, meet the Grim Reaper (Statis, static)
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| Green lime Lambo' with your bitch creepin' (Skrrt)
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| He got to poppin' 'bout it, so I let the TEC eat him (Brrt, huh)
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| I put the Nawf up on my back, I get the M’s and feed 'em (Hey!)
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| Hmm, ain’t fucking with no off brand bitch
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| Ooh, don’t think these niggas understand me
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| Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami
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| Ooh, I’m feelin' like I’m Biggaveli
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| Hmm, ain’t fucking with no off brand bitch
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| Ooh, don’t think these niggas understand me
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| Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami
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| Ooh, I’m feelin' like I’m Biggaveli, ah ooh yeah
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| Bitch, I’m number one like I’m Nelly (Nelly)
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| And my crib all white like Belly (Belly)
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| And my bitch ride for me like Remy (Remy)
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| Poppin' shots, thug life, Makaveli
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| Send the cash to my celly, have my nigga go get it
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| Then we split it like a splinter, if I’m in it, it ain’t rented
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| Got the rims so biggie and my cars look skinny
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| Good pussy and you pretty, but you better off the Henny (Yeah)
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| I ain’t Ray J, told a bitch, «Wait a minute"(Yeah)
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| Diamonds on my dick, told the bitch, «Come and get it"(Hol' up)
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| Shawty, you a star, got all these niggas wishin'
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| She gotta make it count, hit me up, when you finished
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| Hmm, ain’t fucking with no off brand bitch
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| Ooh, don’t think these niggas understand me
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| Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami
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| Ooh, I’m feelin' like I’m Biggaveli
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| Hmm, ain’t fucking with no off brand bitch
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| Ooh, don’t think these niggas understand me
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| Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami
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| Ooh, I’m feelin' like I’m Biggaveli, ah ooh yeah
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| Head, shoulders, knees, focus
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| Head, shoulders, knees, focus, yeah
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| Head, yeah, shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, going, yeah
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| Head and shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, focus, yeah
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| Head, shoulders, knees, focus
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| Head, shoulders, knees, focus, yeah
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| Head and shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, going, yeah
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| Head and shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, going, yeah
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| Hmm, ain’t fucking with no off brand bitch (Bang) |