| Relax, big homies
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| Welcome to the motherfuckin' yacht party, nigga
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| It’s all real in here man
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| Word up man, don’t mind the goons, man
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| It’s nothing but love man, for real man
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| Ayo
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| Promotion by Bentley
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| The frozen section cold, I’mma act gently though
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| 4K socks, I had some killers with me
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| Me and Muggs, a couple of thugs, two rich bands
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| Francis & Pearl, two slick Yugoslavian rats
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| Who carry nitrogen and guns and they, wow
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| Pistol whip niggas then baow, take 'em out, go
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| The ambiance made the water silky though
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| I lit up a L, taste the smell, I felt suspense for no one
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| At any second we could disrespect it (get away from the rails, man)
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| So who the fuck try to check me? |
| (woah-woah-woah-woah-woah, easy, easy, easy,
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| yo)
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| Pulled the Gillette, yo chill, kids in here
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| Wizards is here, couple rich mommies was peeping my clothes
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| Yo, blunt me though
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| Shit’s Balmain, fresh from the Baltic Centre
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| They sniffing coke like it’s a violent winter
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| Assassin brigade,, we all of that
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| Black cards, a couple paisanos
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| Gold malanos, Voltron wranglers
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| Rally near the back of the condos
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| I guess the holla’s on, watch me perform
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| A young thoroughbreded, get it on
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| You know the Wu is here
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| Fix ya chair, I’mma style in these wears
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| Down a few beers
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| Fourty years of success, from rocking Gucci to Guess
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| What? |
| Yo, yo
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| Freeze, little nigga
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| Haha, yeah, nigga
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| Cheese, little nigga
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| Yo, yo (this nigga’s drinking too much, my nigga)
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| Word up, it’s real over here, kid
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| I heard about it, I heard about it, you heard about it?
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| Yeah, man
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| It’s the real, man |