| Girl I want you
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| To hold me up with no hands
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| I want you too
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| So turn around let’s dance
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| I know the aim I’m the hunter
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| Bang bang bang bang
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| All the gang gangbang
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| We ain’t from the same lane
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| Lord they can not put me under
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| Headed to the chain gang
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| Headless horse my chain swang
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| Headless whore my main dame
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| Tell them it’s more than a gang thang
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| Fly me out the orbit
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| Gangrene tryna stop a bullet
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| Empire young skywalker
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| Strip the hardtop
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| Turn the volume button
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| Hella geeked feel like a cyborg
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| And if I’m bored I can transform it
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| This is the life that I never wanted
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| Can’t rest your life it with every woman
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| Can’t feel it right in the air tonight
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| It’s been rare but I might fire up
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| Hold heat tonight Dont speak tonight
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| Dont think that I will buy your love
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| I dont buy love
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| Im too high up
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| Clouds over US
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| See A sky rocket
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| Feel like I came off my high horse
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| Ten of em folded come find us
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| With your fine ass
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| In those thigh highs and that
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| Wine glass
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| When you wine I
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| Dont see time pass
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| Say you want it bad
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| I can buy you that
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| Say my name again
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| In that bayou accent
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| Came from body bag
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| To out the prada bag
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| The things he thought he had
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| Leave when the drugs wear off
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| And the world is calling
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| All the problems back
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| See the world fallen
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| Mourning All in Black
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| Trust in your faith and love is in a God that
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| Watch the world fall and never call you back
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| I see. |
| No sons rising
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| Howl to a moon I see gun violence
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| Block of the shooters the guns silenced
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| Pack was my crew only ones around me
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| Hey
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| I can’t you trust with my money
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| Thousands
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| Bounce Back Kyrie Irving
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| But no checks bouncing
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| Ounces i’ll serve you
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| But this personal
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| Loud
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| Loud Pack i’ll bounce back
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| Ah yeah Bih
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| Let’s bounce
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| Yeah yeah yeah
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| Bounce
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| I dont give em none of my attention
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| Came up out the mud and stop sippin
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| This the one for those who been
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| With us since the beginning
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| Pack move loud as band do
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| Chao Guerrero
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| Ask can she chupame huevos
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| Bank look better in my hand tho
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| Chao Dinero
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| Action then shots with no camera
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| They don’t realize im a rebel
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| Canons send shots ain’t no videos
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| Chao my pack
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| Made a jump off the porch
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| Said ill fly and took off from Atlanta
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| See a S Crossed down the middle t r o
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| Fees going up since
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| I been in this shit
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| Roll up some more of the d r o
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| Sorrow apologies all other options
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| Are bound to just create more
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| P-r-o
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| Fore i get a B M
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| I’m So used to being around T.R.O-Uble
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| Been out my bubble
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| Finna pop off of the blocka the culture
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| Atlanta banter with falcons and vultures
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| Succubus wants me
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| Tell me don’t worry
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| Take me where it can go
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| Telling me stories
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| Telling me all that I didn’t know
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| Doing everything I never did before
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| Said I wouldn’t do another one
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| End of the night I done did like 4
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| Or shit like six
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| And when I mix it
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| It feels different
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| Without you wit me
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| But different Isn’t always bad
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| Riding round in cars
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| You wished you could’ve had
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| Got the finest doll
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| Giving you goodie bag
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| So you goodie mob
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| With a zig zag Sky high
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| Thumbing through these racks
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| I’ma die high flying with the pack
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| I can’t you trust with my money
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| Thousands
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| Bounce Back Kyrie Irving
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| But no checks bouncing
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| Ounces I’ll serve you
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| But this personal
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| Loud
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| Loud Pack I’ll bounce back
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| Ah yeah Bih
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| Let’s bounce
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| Yeah yeah yeah
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| Bounce
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| I don’t give em none of my attention
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| Came up out the mud and stop sippin
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| This the one for those who been
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| With us since the beginning |