| Two bitches in a jacuzzi like I’m Uzi
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| I got the chopsticks, drinking the raw like it’s sushi
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| «One call, that’s all» like I’m Ken Nugent
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| My young niggas pull up they roof and they shoot
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| I switch up my fit like I dress out in movies
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| Fire up the cookie, the air get polluted
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| Captain Planet ring, I’m fucking the groupies
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| Ice on me, got me feeling the coolest
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| Nigga, I’m good anywhere
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| Pull up in your hood with brick fair
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| Oooh, bitch, I’m Ric Flair
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| I’m whipping the chicken, got babies like daycare
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| Trap out the house, you know we don’t stay there
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| Hundred round drum, you know we don’t play fair
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| Pound for pound, undefeated like Mayweather
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| I fucked that hoe, I ain’t know that y’all stay together
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| Rollie DayDay, I pulled out the belt
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| I double on dates, I fuck without
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| I heard you a rat, you eating the cheddar
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| I’m still trapping, get a bag of
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| Eighteen karat, iced out the gold metal
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| My young niggas ready to shoot, they don’t know better
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| Niggas be faking, they hating, they snakes
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| I’m Gucci, I’m a double G: go-getter
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| All you pussy and hoe niggas
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| Bad bitch ride the dick like a four-wheeler
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| Chopper on me, nigga, I ain’t scared of no nigga
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| Pots out the whip on the stove with it
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| Nigga, you broke, you better get fixing
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| Five different plugs, you know I’m consistent
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| Big ahk with the blood on the Christians
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| I walk there with two bitches dripping like I just got
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| Two bitches in a jacuzzi like I’m Uzi
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| I got the chopsticks, drinking the raw like it’s sushi
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| «One call, that’s all» like I’m Ken Nugent
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| My young niggas pull up they roof and they shoot
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| I switch up my fit like I dress out in movies
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| Fire up the cookie, the air get polluted
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| Captain Planet ring, I’m fucking the groupies
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| Ice on me, got me feeling the coolest
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| Nigga, I’m good anywhere
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| Pull up in your hood with brick fair
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| Oooh, bitch, I’m Ric Flair
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| I’m whipping the chicken, got babies like daycare
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| Trap out the house, you know we don’t stay there
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| Hundred round drum, you know we don’t play fair
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| Pound for pound, undefeated like Mayweather
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| I fucked that hoe, I ain’t know that y’all stay together
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| Undefeated like I’m Mayweather
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| 80 pointers in a rollie, trying to break the bezel
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| I blocked the little bitch, she trying to send a letter
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| I’m an ex-robber and a dope seller
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| Strapped up everywhere with heavy metal
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| I fucked that bitch right on your dresser
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| Don’t give no fuck, why you trying to impress her?
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| In the lab, making work on the compressor
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| but the diamonds in
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| I trap out the tree, then I wrap them in
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| So bitch, you better get your shit together
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| All these diamonds on me, I’m applying pressure
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| Hood, they label me rich or better
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| Pimp like a nigga with a hat and feather
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| Hot like a stove, water like a tea kettle
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| Still shipping out, nigga, like I don’t know better
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| Two bitches in a jacuzzi like I’m Uzi
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| I got the chopsticks, drinking the raw like it’s sushi
|
| «One call, that’s all» like I’m Ken Nugent
|
| My young niggas pull up they roof and they shoot
|
| I switch up my fit like I dress out in movies
|
| Fire up the cookie, the air get polluted
|
| Captain Planet ring, I’m fucking the groupies
|
| Ice on me, got me feeling the coolest
|
| Nigga, I’m good anywhere
|
| Pull up in your hood with brick fair
|
| Oooh, bitch, I’m Ric Flair
|
| I’m whipping the chicken, got babies like daycare
|
| Trap out the house, you know we don’t stay there
|
| Hundred round drum, you know we don’t play fair
|
| Pound for pound, undefeated like Mayweather
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| I fucked that hoe, I ain’t know that y’all stay together |