| Nigga I got these hoes iced up enough
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| While my lil B.G.'s on the bus puttin out cigarette butts
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| But me personally playboy I don’t give a fuck
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| And I’ma always show love to my cut
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| Hit the club light tha bitch up The Cash Money motto we got to drank til we throw up Nigga point the hoe out guaranteed I can fuck
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| Wootay I’m tattooed and barred up Medallion iced up, Rolex bezelled up And my pinky ring is platinum plus
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| Earrings be trillion cut
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| And my grill be slugged up My heart filled with anger cause nigga I don’t give a fuck
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| Stack my G’s up Cause one day I’m a give this street life up Beef I don’t discuss
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| A nigga outta line gone get his motherfuckin head bust
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| Cash Money Millionaires plus
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| Don’t touch sum’in nigga you can’t fuck
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| Twenty inches with TV’s is a must
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| By the year two thousand I’m gut out my bus
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| Verse Two: Lil’Turk
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| A lil nigga seventeen playin with six figures
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| Got so much ice you can skate on a nigga
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| When you see cash money you know you stay flossin
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| Catch cha girl down bad ya know we straight tossin
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| I aint seen a click yet that can stunt like mine
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| I aint seen a marette that can run like mine
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| 1999, and it’s our turn to shine
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| Fifty or better on our wrist and they all blind
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| Pourin vodka til I die drank til I faint
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| Til a nigga tell me I need another drank
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| My nigga Baby told me work nigga trick to them hoes
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| Nigga Baby told me work nigga better than treatin yo nose
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| I’m the freak of the click
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| Keep it on the tuck so I creep on a bitch
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| And I play it on the raw never sleep with a bitch
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| Keep it real with my niggaz
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| Never weep for a bitch
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| (Chorus) Lil’Wayne 2#
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| Bling bling
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| Everytime I come around yo city
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| Bling bling
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| Pinky ring worth about fifty
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| Bling bling
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| Everytime I buy a new ride
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| Bling bling
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| Lorinsers on Yokahama tires
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| Bling bling
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| Verse Thre: Manny Fresh
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| It’s the nigga with tha Lex bubble
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| Candy coated helicopter with tha leather cover
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| If ya suckin’not fuckin’take off the rubber
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| Then toss that bitch nigga cause I don’t love her
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| Balla, Manny bought a private plane
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| Then turned around and sold that bitch to Juve and Wayne
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| They put 30 inch lorenzos on that thang man
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| I know you niggaz out there just don’t understand
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| Verse Four: Juvenile
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| I’m a 1999 driver
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| I’m a uptown third ward magnolia T.C. |
| driver
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| Ol ignorant ass always stunting
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| Big ballin ass nigga you can see him when he comin
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| Booted up, diamond up Golds be shinnin’up
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| Muthafuckas be blindin’up
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| Niggas at the second line be sayin, «I'll be damned»
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| Up in they best fits sayin, «Juve got me damn»
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| Verse Five: B.G.
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| I be that nigga with the ice on me If it cost less than twenty it don’t look right on me
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| I stay flossed out all through the week
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| My money long if you don’t know I’m the B.G.
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| I be fuckin niggaz bitches all in they home
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| Niggaz be like, «Look at that Benz on all that chrome»
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| Diamonds worn by everybody thats in my click
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| Man I got the price of a mansion 'round my neck and wrist
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| My nigga Baby gettin’a special built machine
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| A Mercedes Benz 700 V14
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| I know you niggaz can’t believe that
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| I can’t wait to see ya haters face when ya see that
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| Man look at that
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| Niggaz wear shades just to stand on side of me Folks say take that chain off boy ya blindin me All day my phone ringin bling bling bling
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| Can see my earring from a mile bling bling |