| Nigga the slump is over, we winnin again
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| Bring some money out homey, we spend again
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| Wipe the frown off shorty, we grinnin again
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| Did he say again? |
| Yesssss… we winnin again
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| I’m ridin through the metropolitan, everybody hollerin
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| Me I’m just acknowledgin, with this million dollar grin
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| Shine like a halogen, cool as the island wind
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| I don’t judge myself but if I do I’d give my style a ten
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| Met a chick, who belong, on front of Cosmopolitan
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| Thick in the right place, otherwise she model thin
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| She don’t do no swallowin, but she got a wilder friend
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| Who don’t give a fuck, I told both of them to follow then
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| I’m with the familiar, you might be familiar
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| with a few faces but they still the nine milli-a
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| They be like the Young Guns, so I guess I’m Billy bruh
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| I do more than William Bryant, I’m a little Willie-er
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| Change a little chillier, wrist a little sillier
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| And I’m grown, so I’m not, really the, kid at all
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| But I hope you get it y’all, I can’t say I did it all
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| But believe that 'fore I leave it I’ma try to get it all
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| What I don’t get at all, is what these critics call
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| stuntin, don’t mean nuttin, they don’t live her like they read it y’all
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| It ain’t the car, it’s the way it’s kitted y’all
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| Meanin it’s the little things, like the way my fitted fall
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| The way my posture lean, the way my necklace hang
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| You should respect this gang, if not expect this bang
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| But all this wreckless slang, it don’t effect us mayne
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| They build you up to break you down, it’s just like Tetris mayne~!
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| That’s why I sex Ms. Thang, and let the next miss hang
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| And even if I wake up late I do the breakfast thang
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| That’s an important meal, I is the important deal
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| Jay brought me to Def Jam, feel like it’s Jordan deal
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| I’m young mellow game-winning young fellow
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| Remember me, I mixed one white with one yellow
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| Turned nuttin into somethin, you can do it too
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| This the music that you do it to, 'Lo-so |