| Uhh
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| Uhh
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| I’m so compassionate with my compositions
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| Check it
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| Fascinated with foreign felines
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| Since I was knee high
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| This cigar got me buzzin like a beehive
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| Fuck my old chick I’m ridin with my new thing
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| In her blue jeans, panties like shoestrings
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| Most wanted, I’m Bid Laden on a beat nigga
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| Rubberband jeans saggin on my feet nigga
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| 100 grand for the wagon and her feet nigga
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| Black flaggin just braggin I’m a street nigga
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| On the grind little rappers wanna eat with us
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| Tryin to shine like birdman man teeth glitters
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| VMA find time just to creep with her
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| So coincidental walkin down the street with her
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| My loose cheese scooped up the Gucci
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| In 2 weeks I flew thru the boutiques
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| She get her time livin when I let her go and shop
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| Cruisin in the car click the cuban at the top
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| Niggas know that my techs explode
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| Down to go toe to toe before tecmo bowl
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| Biggest boss in the game, chedder I never mind that
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| Cause if it matter c murder would go diamond
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| I reflect as I’m ridin in a Rolls Royce,
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| Get respect because I give these hoes no choice
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| Because I
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| Because I do it
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| So if you never seen a boss nigga,
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| Then look at me
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| Because I do it
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| And they never seen a boss nigga
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| But now they see
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| Because I do it
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| And I do it
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| I-I-I-I-I
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| And I do it
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| Yeah so now you see what it means
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| To be a boss cause I do it
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| I’m the down-south Nas
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| Click so fur
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| Ridin with a fox as the cigar burn
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| Niggas sell weed, niggas sell coke
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| If I was sellin dope baby id be sellin both
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| But I’m sellin records everything I touch gold
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| Better yet check the record 3 million sold
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| 2 hand guns on the writers for the shows
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| On the road to the riches when I’m ridin on vogues
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| I elaborate on things I only been bout
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| Besides, we decides whos the in crowd
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| If it’s ne-yo and niggas who speakin creo
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| But I got the prove we just keep movin kilos
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| See the Altima it’s call it terminator
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| The exact watch only war on terminator
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| I let her ride me like a elevator
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| Clip another cuban as I wait to celebrate her
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| Fascinated with foreign felines
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| That’s my design
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| As I recline cut em like key lime
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| We both came now it’s right back to the tea time
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| I wanna soda with no vogo and no cheap wine
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| She told me betterer than man broke
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| Walkin on the clouds in my second hand smoke
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| I touched her with the seconds hand stroke
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| Got her mind racin quicker than a Lambo
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| 2 seater it could’ntfit tacara
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| But I promise baby I’ll be back tomorrow
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| In a big beamer bumpin Bob Marley
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| Listen closely and hit a woman softly |