| Got the whole world with me in this club
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| I got all these hoes with me and they on drugs
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| Boys mad cause they broke, so they mug
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| Man, I got yo bitch up on my dick and she finna turn up
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| Lifestyle — rich and famous
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| Diamond chains hangin'
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| Lifestyle — rich and famous
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| Diamond chains hangin' (pull up)
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| Lifestyle — rich and famous
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| Diamond chains hangin'
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| I can ball like Michael Jordan
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| I don’t need no hangers (swish)
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| Lifestyle — rich and famous
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| Diamond chains hangin'
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| I can fuck yo baby mama and the hoes she hang with
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| Club God-club-God-club-Godzilla
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| Pull up with some bad bitches
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| And all they' titties pierced with they' bras missin'
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| In the club, grabbin'
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| My dick like I’m Michael Jackson
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| Pull up in that Rarri
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| Hoes hoppin', we don’t ask em
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| I’m with Riff Raff
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| I’m with Paul Willaker
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| Tag some hoes, Mortal Kombat
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| Let my boys finish her (come here!)
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| Club God the Don got a chick look like Mulan
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| All my shows crazy look at the pictures on Noisey dot com
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| Fuckin' hoes in a loft
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| Bout whateva, no matter the cost
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| Shit from Godzilla
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| Gorilla-r, bitch I’m thriller
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| Like some of my, hol' up
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| No but syrup for breakfast
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| No salad, but lots of legs
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| Every group is in-dominant cause I graduated like eight semesters
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| I’m smokin' the Cali and drinkin' on Texas
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| I’m turnin' these blocks for lines like Tetris
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| fucked up 100 in Vegas
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| 8000 a month, that’s just my
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| I switch chains and switch cars
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| Got four slabs in my garage
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| Let’s push it dame in nomenos
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| Then disappear like a mirage
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| No training wheels, just handle bars
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| Satellite gush high as Mars
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| My first check for Michael Watts
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| I win bout 100.000 cigars
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| Mouth full of doughs, ridin' on 4s
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| I stay on my toes
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| Run off and get more, living full of hoes
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| Get rid of the Rolls
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| I’m textin' these hoes, I got 24s
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| So pimpin' is swolls
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| Blood stains on all my clothes
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| They got me froze at Genesis shows |