| We the motherfuckin best nigga
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| Ace Hood
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| Super, Future
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| I come looking for you with Haitians
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| I stay smoking on good Jamaican
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| I fuck bitches from different races
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| You get money they started hating
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| (Turn Up!)
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| I woke up in a new Bugatti
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| I woke up in a new Bugatti
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| I woke up in a new Bugatti
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| I woke up in a new Bugatti
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| I woke up in a new Bugatti
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| Okay, niggas be hatin I’m rich as a bitch
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| 100K I spent that on my wrist
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| 200 dollars, I spent that on your bitch
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| Do me a model, put that on my list
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| Oh there he go in that foreign again
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| Killin the scene bring the coroner in
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| Murder she wrote, swallow or choke
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| Hit her and go home, I won’t call her again
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| Woke up early morning, crib as big as a college
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| Smoke me a pound of the loudest
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| Whippin some shit with no mileage
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| Diamonds cost me a fortune
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| Them horses all in them Porsches
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| You pussies can’t hardly afford it
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| 4,200 my mortgage
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| Ballin on niggas like Kobe
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| Fuck all you haters you bore me
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| Only the real get a piece of the plate
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| Reppin my city I’m runnin my state
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| Give me a pistol then run with the K’s
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| Niggas want beef then I visit ya place (Bang!)
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| I come looking for you with Haitians
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| I stay smoking on good Jamaican
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| I fuck bitches from different races
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| You get money they started hating
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| (Turn Up!)
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| I woke up in a new Bugatti
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| I woke up in a new Bugatti
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| I woke up in a new Bugatti
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| I woke up in a new Bugatti
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| I woke up in a new Bugatti
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| Yeah, and I’m at it again
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| There go that flow bringin tragedy in
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| Copped me a chain your salary spent
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| Niggas is sweet bring them cavities in
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| Countin money, hourly trend
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| Rolling them skinny like Olsen twins
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| Niggas is squares, coppin' a Benz
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| Neck full of Gold Olympian shit
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| Neimans, I’m blowing the check on they gear
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| Fall on some pussy then hop on the Lear
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| Strapped with them choppers back of the rear
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| Sak pase' them killers is here
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| Woke up early this morning, mind is tellin me money
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| Paper, mula, pockets is fat as a tumor
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| Millionaire nigga no rumor
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| Livin my life off of tuna
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| Wanted with me I deliver the beef
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| Real niggas only enjoyin the feast
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| Pull up a seat, bon appétit
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| No Louboutins put that red on your sneaks (Bang!)
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| I come looking for you with Haitians
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| I stay smoking on good Jamaican
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| I fuck bitches from different races
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| You get money they started hating
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| (Turn Up!)
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| I woke up in a new Bugatti
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| I woke up in a new Bugatti
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| I woke up in a new Bugatti
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| I woke up in a new Bugatti
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| I woke up in a new Bugatti
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| Photographs of dope boys, is all they taking
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| Finger prints on the Rolls Royce, is why they hatin'
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| Push a button on these broke boys, that’s detonation
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| Walk a road to riches bare feet
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| I watch mama struggle now she livin' carefree
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| That’s why I hustle for half a key that’s 12 G’s
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| I’m tryin' to bubble every summer a new LP
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| You gotta love me I got shooters out the D-League
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| Signin' bonus hit that man that’s from thirty feet
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| Left in a puddle, finger prints is on hundred mill
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| And what it is?
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| Ricky Rozay and Ace Hood, we hella Trill
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| Yeah
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| I come looking for you with Haitians
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| I stay smoking on good Jamaican
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| I fuck bitches from different races
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| You get money they started hating
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| (Turn Up!)
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| I woke up in a new Bugatti
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| I woke up in a new Bugatti
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| I woke up in a new Bugatti
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| I woke up in a new Bugatti
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| I woke up in a new Bugatti |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bugatti, artist - Ace Hood. Album song Trials & Tribulations, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп