| Ay Fred, get on your fat boy stuntin' shit
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| Rest in peace Heavy D
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| Let’s do it for the big homie
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| Uhh, uhh, uhh
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| Haters get mad when I drive pass
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| I’m livin' now, I could die, I laugh
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| On a light day, my wrist cost 5 cash
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| I turn her on with one touch, iPad
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| Ugh, she love it when I take her
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| Other girls dead, Undertaker, shake her
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| And them girls know I’m 'bout my paper
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| So I don’t owe them nothin' like a Laker, a faker
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| Ugh, I’m the realest there is
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| She say he just a friend, but I handle my biz
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| She lovin' the man that I is
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| Let her shop 'til she drop like what yo' size is?
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| She play the Ave. with ya boy
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| Dropped out of gym class, still with Travis McCoy
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| I collect, upper deck, fill sim cards
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| And now their numbers fill SIM cards
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| You feel me?
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| Your love you give is more than enough for me
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| You cherish me and you hold me down, I said it
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| More than enough for me
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| More than enough for me
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| Your love you give is more than enough for me, me, me
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| More than enough for me, me, me
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| Ahh wee, yeah yeahhh
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| She got a blue coupe, cell phone with a Bluetooth |
| I met my man in that Saks as he removes roof
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| Her ex a con, I excuse goof
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| I put the BX on, you can’t refuse proof
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| Now gettin' back to this paper
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| Every place I visit I got land there, acres
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| See homie in the corner, he just stand there, hater
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| What do you say to him, see-ya-later
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| She love my remix, that’s why I date her
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| Hop out Phoenix shoe, it’s all gator, tah…
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| I’m fresh as I wanna be
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| And shawty got my back, she’ll never front on me
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| Your love you give is more than enough for me
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| You cherish me and you hold me down, I said it
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| More than enough for me
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| More than enough for me
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| Your love you give is more than enough for me, me, me
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| More than enough for me, me, me
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| Ahh wee, yeah yeahhh |