| All I wanna do
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| It’s all I wanna do
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| Be exactly who I am
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| You say he trippin'? |
| cut him off then
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| Guy like me don’t come around that often
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| The money the only thing that I really wanna talk with
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| Ridin' on leather seats, huh, you a boss bitch
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| OPM, I’m the franchise
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| Some things? |
| money can’t buy
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| She can get it with her hands tied
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| Won the game by a landslide
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| 350 on the health care
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| Ask him was he from the Westside, he said «hell yeah»
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| Tell all my enemies I’m doin' well, yeah
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| 95 in the Porsche with the tail up !
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| Tryna figure out if I should hit them L’s drunk
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| Skinny lil chick, she ain’t missed a meal once
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| We straight to the house, I’ma get the glass cups
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| No Bill Cosby, used to go by A plus, uh
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| Half a Mil say it’s my year
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| My son almost 6, I ain’t stopped since he got here
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| If it’s past New Mexico? |
| we can fly there
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| When you roll with me you gotta hit the joint once
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| I know it’s pretty girls way in Pacoima
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| That love me to death, her favorite performer
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| I be in the spot with filets to fork up
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| And you know we gettin' busy in my room if the door’s shut
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| You say he trippin'? |
| cut him off then
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| Guy like me don’t come around that often
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| The money the only thing that I really wanna talk with
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| Ridin' on leather seats, huh, you a boss bitch
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| U got it like that
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| Oh God
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| If she trippin', cut her off then
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| Bounce back, probably fuck with her best friend
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| Never talk about money that I can’t spend
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| Only focused on vision and progression
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| All the losses that I took taught me lessons
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| Gotta be thankful for all my blessings (thank God)
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| Niggas coppin' whips, fuck what the cost is
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| Lil' bitch, let me show you what a boss is
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| VVS, yeah they so fuckin' flawless
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| A young G, ho I’m so fuckin' lawless
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| .'Cause I really came from nothin'
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| …And you ain’t really sayin' nothin'
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| And they just talkin', fuck assumptions
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| I’m never trickin' but I smash 'em like a pumpkin
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| OPM, they show love when we walked in
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| In the club, pop the bub, blow the sparkie
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| You say he trippin' cut him off then
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| Guy like me don’t come around that often
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| The money the only thing that I really wanna talk with
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| Ridin' on leather seats, huh, you a boss bitch
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| U Got it like that
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| Oh God
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| U Got it like that |