| This shit crazy
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| Look
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| Bean bag full of shots different from a bag of Skittles
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| If shit get bumpy bust it in yo face like a fucking pimple
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| I need God to answer more prayers so I’m headed to the temple
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| Bitches sit around on they ass like they done failed cripple
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| Every convo got a time limit
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| Cause I dont like to put my mind in it
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| I don’t sympathize with nobody guys
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| Look me in my eyes and they traumatized
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| A nigga can’t even make me blush
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| Cause I get more play than Toys R Us
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| Lay her body out like thin crust so we can chop it up with no Pizza Hut
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| Waste time on a amateur, give him 31 shots no calendar
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| I bet he kick back when he heat it make a nigga jump like a cheerleader
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| Feel it like Peter pushing bitches to the side like Amina
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| Since I’m the color of a pork and bean
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| I don’t wanna see no cops on the scene
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| Cause shit could get terrible
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| So when I move a body or I do a robbery I’m careful
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| Stained quick you ain’t getting shit, money ain’t shareable
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| So don’t try to walk a day in my shoes, he-hell naw they ain’t wearable
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| Might need me a church niggas finna get hurt
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| Dig deep in that dirt for that body you search
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| For that money I search for that body they search
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| For that money I search for that body they search
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| Might need me a church niggas finna get hurt
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| Dig deep in that dirt for that body you search
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| For that money I search for that body they search
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| For that money I search for that body they search
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| I’m a search search search search
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| I’m a search search search search
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| I’m a search search search search
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| For that money I search for that body they search
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| Shorty I can’t even save ya, like I ran out of data
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| Bitch I’m typing up yo will, gone say bye to Jada
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| Got guns in the backseat bigger than an alligator
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| If I draw the chopper on you it’s only out to erase you
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| Let me show you a sample, aim at yo head
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| Make it bubble like shampoo
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| Money ain’t coming slow-mo, if it cost to be the boss
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| Then nigga what’s the total?
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| Niggas say they global, they not even mobile
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| We can’t even social, got him getting vocal
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| I’m just on a move half the ones who ain’t got shit
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| Got hella shit to prove (bitches)
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| Bitches still broke if you getting money and them bills due
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| Holla at my mans fo' he talk them bands cause I’m not a fool
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| Big family I got to feed more than the Huxtables
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| So when you see me in yo sight
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| Bets believe I’m finna hustle you
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| Motherfuckers out here owe me money thinking they untouchable
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| If she don’t meet me with my cheese
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| I’m a crack her that’s a Lunchable
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| Might need me a church niggas finna get hurt
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| Dig deep in that dirt for that body you search
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| For that money I search for that body they search
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| For that money I search for that body they search
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| Might need me a church niggas finna get hurt
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| Dig deep in that dirt for that body you search
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| For that money I search for that body they search
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| For that money I search for that body they search
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| I’m a search search search search
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| I’m a search search search search
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| I’m a search search search search
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| For that money I search for that body they search |