| Grow up, nigga
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| Yeah, yeah
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| A front, nigga, this is not that (No, this is not a front)
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| I hunt niggas down and blow em' back (Boom)
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| I’m smokin' while I’m countin' blue cheese
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| A blunt, that’s for every single stack
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| Ferrari and the spoiler came attached
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| A hundred somethin' thousand spent on that
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| Filet Mignon, crab well done
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| Super hot, a tan with no sun (Yeah)
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| Like Craig, I’m still the man with no gun
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| Serve a nigga beef with no bun
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| Niggas got a foul, and one (Now why the fuck is you foul?)
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| Fur coat, style Cam’ron (Cam'ron)
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| New Versace towel to step on (Step on)
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| She wetter than a cloud, umbrella (Oh yeah)
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| She wanna stay the night, can’t let her (Can't let her)
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| She had to go, so I had to tell her
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| A life without a drum is no fun
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| A hundred plus shots in one gun (Boom)
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| A hundred shots of lean, not rum
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| I don’t drink liquor, just lean
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| Never popped a pill, not one bean
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| Used to serve the fiends one thing (Tell 'em)
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| Baking soda rocks with chlorine (Tell 'em)
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| Faygo soda, popping codeine (Yeah)
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| The highest, flyest guy with no wings
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| Moncler orthopedics, no strings
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| Used to have to eat the sardines
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| Glizzy on the waist by all means
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| You can’t put out the flame with no breeze
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| You can’t grow this weed with those seeds
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| You can’t pull a bitch with those beads
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| Each of these is VVS stones
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| My whole gang got Bawskee vests on
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| Bulletproof to keep the chest strong
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| Give me someone else to flex on
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| All you niggas soft, get pressed on
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| A front, nigga, this is not that (No, this is not a front)
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| I hunt niggas down and blow em' back (Boom)
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| I’m smokin' while I’m countin' blue cheese
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| A blunt, that’s for every single stack
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| Ferrari and the spoiler came attached
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| A hundred somethin' thousand spent on that
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| Filet Mignon, crab well done
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| Super hot, a tan with no sun (Yeah)
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| A front, nigga, this is not that
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| I hunt niggas down and blow em' back (Boom)
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| I’m smokin' while I’m countin' blue cheese
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| A blunt, that’s for every single stack
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| Ferrari and the spoiler came attached
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| A hundred somethin' thousand spent on that
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| Filet Mignon, crab well done
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| Super hot, a tan with no sun (Yeah) |