| They say we make the greatest HITS
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| So who am I, to dis-AGREE?
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| I hear the streets callin, y’all was lookin for ME
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| Everybody, was lookin for one thing
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| You lookin for something, well I got the something
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| Now every single person that was lookin for something
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| Well let me give 'em what they askin fo' - HEY!
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| Let me give 'em what they askin fo' - HEY, HEY!
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| Hey — what’chu tryin to know?
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| I got the sick Southside and it ain’t no joke
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| Hot cookin, sittin pretty, shiny smokes
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| Up in the fine cuisine, sup a little wine with my folks
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| A bunch of filthy rich niggas that be grindin the most
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| Bunch of ace of spade models makin champagne toasts
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| And I got, Armani suits, sick wrists on glow
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| A nigga back, hittin harder than a 2×4
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| See them diamonds, yeah I bet’cha never seen 'em befo'
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| Drippin off a nigga 'til the stones’ll fall on the flo'
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| I’m throwin, money down the room to please myself
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| I’m into self-preservation so I freeze myself
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| See I’m so, dipped fresh I wanna squeeze myself
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| And do it so big sometimes I can’t believe myself
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| No matter how hard a nigga greed my wealth
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| See you can front if you want, the game need my help
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| Now let’s GO~!
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| They say we make the greatest HITS
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| So who am I, to dis-AGREE?
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| I hear the streets callin, y’all was lookin for ME
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| Everybody, was lookin for one thing
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| You lookin for something, well I got the something
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| Now every single person that was lookin for something
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| Well let me give 'em what they askin fo' - HEY!
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| Let me give 'em what they askin fo' - HEY, HEY!
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| Hey — how you ain’t gon' choke
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| When you see five mills hangin off my throat?
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| We don’t know about the drugs, but you know mines coke
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| Couple Venezuelan bitches chillin on my boat
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| Now now now, a lot of niggas ridin on my coat
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| But I don’t worry cause you know the difference is mines dope
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| E’rytime the hood’s eatin nigga they find hope
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| Ain’t nuttin change same birdie hangin off my rope
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| Now listen — I got the 50 if you all want smoke
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| Just put your lips up to your fingers if you takin a toke
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| You see I gladly share the weed just never leave me the roach
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| When I get with bitches in the building they be catchin the ghost
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| I’m sayin, go 'head and roam girl and giggle around me
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| Break your shit, the shit it start to wiggle around me
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| So, swaggnificent the shit won’t stop
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| Just got the crib fit with airplane lights on top
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| Now let’s GO~!
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| They say we make the greatest HITS
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| So who am I, to dis-AGREE?
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| I hear the streets callin, y’all was lookin for ME
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| Everybody, was lookin for one thing
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| You lookin for something, well I got the something
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| Now every single person that was lookin for something
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| Well let me give 'em what they askin fo' - HEY!
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| Let me give 'em what they askin fo' - HEY, HEY!
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| Hey — how you all gon' sleep
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| When a nigga like the groove but beepin on my creep
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| So serious, when you walk up on my street
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| The Violator hood niggas busy parkin my fleet
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| Of vehicles from East Europe I can hardly repeat
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| The names of, shit is strange but it’s hard to defeat
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| How we do it and we kill 'em 'til there ain’t nuttin left
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| I finish niggas e’rytime because we do it to death
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| Now let’s GO~!
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| They say we make the greatest HITS
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| So who am I, to dis-AGREE?
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| I hear the streets callin, y’all was lookin for ME
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| Everybody, was lookin for one thing
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| You lookin for something, well I got the something
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| Now every single person that was lookin for something
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| Well let me give 'em what they askin fo' - HEY!
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| Let me give 'em what they askin fo' - HEY, HEY! |