| So I say what up to the world, still rockin' in advance
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| Black Milk, people’s choice, most popular demand, I
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| Man, I have everyone like damn
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| Goddamn, that nigga Black back once again
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| Not fair how simply will he just
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| Stick to the beats and the MPN?, akh
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| No idea not, I’mma just kill it and
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| Plus times money and I’m counting every minute
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| Producer-rappers get the most criticism
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| Until they heard Black, now they gonna feel different
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| Took it back, made em change they decision
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| Bout akh non-stop, hip-hop's Jimi Hendrix
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| I’m underground but don’t get it twisted man
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| I’m in the range and I’m thinking bout tha Escalade
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| We like a little platinum on the chain, on the ring
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| I’m from the city of the gators dog, what’chu think
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| Cuz I don’t walk with no backpack on
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| Don’t put me in a box dawg, we do it all
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| You can catch me in the club from the window to the wall
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| Till the sweat drops down, watchin' strippers take it off
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| We can spend a little money, doesn’t matter what the cost like
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| Cost like, little ice give me little frostbite
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| Yeah I like the dark type, but my favorite color when
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| It comes to the whips is the Caucasian off-white
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| It’s time to blow and it’s time to do damage
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| And make it hard for niggas to get on like a hammock
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| Cuz I ain’t here and gone like I’m hammer
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| You hand me hundreds of grands, I hand you an album
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| And then we break bread, shake hands right over the contract and
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| We eat with our hands so hand me a couple napkins
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| And when I’m done I’m going back for seconds for the cabbage
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| Cuz my niggas hungry as hell, we always feelin' famished
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| And when I say the cabbage, you know I mean the money
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| And when I say the rap game, you know I mean the buffet
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| Hey, call ya waiter, tell him, «give me a to-go plate»
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| It’s Popular Demand, they done gave me the okay |