| Timing this money, my money abundant
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| I’m in Miami ridin' 'round in a Ghost like I run it
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| Yeah, but you know that I’m strapped, 100K in my lap
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| And I’m on that mud, lickin' so hard that I might cum, my bad
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| Black, inhalin' Off-White, if she bad, I might get her a flight
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| Me and Rucci do it good for a night
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| She climb the dick like she was takin' a hike
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| Then rode the dick like she was ridin' a bike
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| Night longer than Jason, I’m in Miami thuggin' with the Haitians
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| Caught a opp down bad on vacation
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| Thought it was a gangster, turned the nigga shakin'
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| Thought he got away, yeah, flew down to Miami
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| Thought he was safe, he was with his family
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| Yeah, I was on the beach, layin' on the towels, lookin' real rich
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| Yeah, worry 'bout shit, go put that pussy nigga dead on that ditch
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| First, I save his mama, then I send a dollar
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| Then I sent a bitch, she was bad as hell, I told my bitch to call her
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| Gotta watch my moves, I can’t do it sloppy, no
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| Gotta kill that nigga bystander, had too many people watchin'
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| Mmm, well, that nigga got dot, yeah, he was playin' 'bout the bread
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| The only boss man, could’ve sent my youngin, do this shit myself instead
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| Catch him going to the car, I cocked the hollow to the head
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| I see him take it out of park, I’m finna put that boy to bed, that nigga dead
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| Timing this money, my money abundant
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| I’m in Miami ridin' 'round in a Ghost like I run it
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| Yeah, but you know that I’m strapped, 100K in my lap
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| And I’m on that mud, lickin' so hard that I might cum, my bad
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| Black, inhalin' Off-White, if she bad, I might get her a flight
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| Me and Rucci do it good for a night
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| She climb the dick like she was takin' a hike
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| Then rode the dick like she was ridin' a bike
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| Night longer than Jason, I’m in Miami thuggin' with the Haitians
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| Caught a opp down bad on vacation
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| Thought it was a gangster, turned the nigga shakin'
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| Car started to move, I gotta move fast
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| I jump in the back, all the pussy niggas seein' my mask
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| Yeah, then out with the Glock, he scared he ain’t shot
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| Yeah, I told him to drive before I put your pussy ass in a box
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| Then go to the light, he said, «This ain’t right»
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| My mama and daughter, I told 'em I’ll be back before it was night
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| Yeah, he asked, «What do you want?"Askin' 'round, «How he ain’t bring me no
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| cash?»
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| Do whatever you want, I get home and I’ll sell you one stash
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| This shit made me mad, he still tryna play
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| Put the Glock in his face, told the nigga, «Man, you got a date»
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| Yeah, yeah, nigga, you over, you know who it is
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| Know I go for the kill, you with your family, you ain’t poppin' a pill, yeah,
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| that shit for real
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| Timing this money, my money abundant
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| I’m in Miami ridin' 'round in a Ghost like I run it
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| Yeah, but you know that I’m strapped, 100K in my lap
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| And I’m on that mud, lickin' so hard that I might cum, my bad
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| Black, inhalin' Off-White, if she bad, I might get her a flight
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| Me and Rucci do it good for a night
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| She climb the dick like she was takin' a hike
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| Then rode the dick like she was ridin' a bike
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| Night longer than Jason, I’m in Miami thuggin' with the Haitians
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| Caught a opp down bad on vacation
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| Thought it was a gangster, turned the nigga shakin'
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| Damn, dammit, why you ain’t pay? |
| Boy, then your stupid ass gotta pay
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| Killin' 'bout the tears runnin' down your face
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| Boy, you knew the consequences you’ll face
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| Your ass gotta go, ain’t go no sorry feelings for your folk
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| Lackin' with it, then we leave your ass alone
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| Pray to God, tell him that you comin' home
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| Ha, now butch you, all right, tell your grandma, mommy I’ll take your life
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| Quit layin' on your stupid ass every night
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| Knew that I would catch you when the time was right
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| And timing is great, I put a couple hollows on your face
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| Now it look like ketchup splattered on a plate
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| Tote my pistol, walk away and say my grace
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| Then I walk by his family, they don’t know a damn thing that done happened
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| His mama smilin', baby lookin' all happy, girlfriend steady lookin' for the
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| camera
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| He thought it was manly or sweet like some candy
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| Found him slumped on the camera, that’s another body dead in Miami
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| Timing this money, my money abundant
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| I’m in Miami ridin' 'round in a Ghost like I run it
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| Yeah, but you know that I’m strapped, 100K in my lap
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| And I’m on that mud, lickin' so hard that I might cum, my bad
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| Black, inhalin' Off-White, if she bad, I might get her a flight
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| Me and Rucci do it good for a night
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| She climb the dick like she was takin' a hike
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| Then rode the dick like she was ridin' a bike
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| Night longer than Jason, I’m in Miami thuggin' with the Haitians
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| Caught a opp down bad on vacation
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| Thought it was a gangster, turned the nigga shakin'
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| Damn, dammit |