| Hook:
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| Absolutely, abso-fucking-lutely
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| I put my name on it, Cecily yours Trudy
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| I say absolutely, abso-fucking-lutely
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| All the thugs gonna love it when they see me they salute me
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| What up, what up, what up
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| When they see me they salute me
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| What up, what up, what up
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| When they see me they salute me
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| Salute me like the general
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| Bad bitch looking like a cine of foe
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| Oh money over everything it’s been a cold
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| If you ain’t ever after what you wonder for
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| Right around my city like Diddy you don’t believe me
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| You silly my weedy purple no silly nigga I’m so hot
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| Just soon I’ll be off that fizzy lifter
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| Like Willy that’s my God it’s pussy I didn’t conquer
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| Then let the fine like blanker
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| Fill the pussy then kill the pussy
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| I wake it up and then hear the pussy
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| I’ve been around and far from.
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| I’m free nigga like suck sucking
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| I’ll going in like obey in the pressure
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| Plus I’m hotter than the Anda and the Sana what a switch up
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| I tell her how to be hell of dope and they tellin not
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| I try to tell em before but they hard hit it like diggin up
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| Fuck em all I really care they really rap on me
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| And I’m here with all my niggas and we walked in like we on the spot
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| Hook:
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| Absolutely, abso-fucking-lutely
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| I put my name on it, Cecile yours Trudy
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| I say absolutely, abso-fucking-lutely
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| All the thugs gonna love it when they see me they salute me
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| What up, what up, what up
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| When they see me they salute me
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| What up, what up, what up
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| When they see me they salute me
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| I say someone honey nigga stop my name with Benjamin
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| Dick bitch on my dick name cinnamon
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| Say she got some fine friends tell em cinnamon
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| Hoes star giving up the pussy like is lean again
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| I never going my pocket it’s feel lean again
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| There’s a chance those niggas will never get again
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| But I’m back so the cool can’t resume
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| I ain’t worried by them niggas
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| Them niggas will never get I’m just doing what I do
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| Smoking blunt and sipping 40's like is 1992
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| I’ve just seen a bitch nigga it reminded me of you
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| What did I do, what I say, better say I make eye
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| Word to my nigga tray
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| Love and I’m out she in love with the south
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| Never seen a nigga ring us strip club to his house
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| Money everywhere niggas sayin I’m lucky
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| I say it’s no biggy they say I’ma make puffy
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| So here they talk down but the price is going up
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| And I gave a lot of things but I never gave a fuck
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| See me and salute me like a magic pain
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| Real nigga got stripes like the Kane Kane
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| Drop to the flow like shop in the cold right now now now now
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| It was all good in the neighborhood until I met that outside
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| It was still good now will be bad
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| School the hard nox aize and never be class
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| Bottle and bad models whatever we at
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| Broke niggas know your pockets will never be fat
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| Broccoli smoking I got a part in this sockling
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| I sell and retch it but on the dick she’ll be going
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| Scrape it that thing right that bitch is she stolen
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| I walk her the language
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| All of this money I' hug
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| Niggas know that I’m wild, lock me up in the zoo
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| Getting dough like a jewel, rockin leave eyes no truth
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| All I worry no truth, niggas know I’m the truth
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| I see flow I got juice, I just hang em no news |