| Already got the King with the crown
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| So cool, motherfucker cocked to the side
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| Mink to the ground
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| Yeah Mink to the ground, let the motherfucker drag on the floor
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| Got a runway strut even when a bitch walking to the store
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| But a bitch never walking that’s why
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| I’m outta here, left you
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| Giuseppe smell like Jet fuel
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| Bitches exit stage left
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| Couldn’t step in my left shoe
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| Like Left Eye I burn it down
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| Queen Latifah, I set it off
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| They copy my every move
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| So it’s rockabye ‘till your head is off
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| We be shinin' like a diamond that your money can’t buy
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| You’re searching for a high that you’re never gone find
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| I ain’t got time, trying to get mine
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| Ridin shotgun and I’m killin it
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| Bye-bye (baby), rock-a-bye bye (baby)
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| Bye, rock-a-bye (baby), rock-a-bye bye (baby)
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| Bye, rock-a-bye (baby), Bye, rock-a-bye (baby)
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| Bye-bye (baby), rock-a-bye bye (baby)
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| A bum bitch can’t stop no dough
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| I blow her brains out hop in the truck
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| No top, no doors
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| Yeah no doors on the motherfuckin riding
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| I be choppin' on Vogues
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| Double cup styrofoam
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| Got my music slowed down like
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| (Came down, hold up, hands turn I roll up)
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| Got my Gaga, poker face
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| And these weak bitches gone fold up
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| So you better play your hand
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| I’m so hot a bitch probably on top of something
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| Trying to get at tan just trying to get a tan
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| All them diamonds on the sand
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| Got me thinking bout a Bank Heist
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| Bank Heist I’ll rob him blind if he blink twice like
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| We be shinin' like a diamond that your money can’t buy
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| You’re searching for a high that you’re never gone find
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| I ain’t got time, trying to get mine
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| Ridin shotgun and I’m killin it
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| Bye-bye (baby), rock-a-bye bye (baby)
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| Bye, rock-a-bye (baby), rock-a-bye bye (baby)
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| Bye, rock-a-bye (baby), Bye, rock-a-bye (baby)
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| Bye-bye (baby), rock-a-bye bye (baby) |