| Ha, uh, ha, uh, ha, uh let’s go
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| Ha, uh, ha, uh, yeah, yeah bitch
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| Sever yo breath for a ready day
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| Put five on his head cause he barely made ten
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| And we shootin a shot like a fadeaway
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| It’s sunny outside where I live my in city so call a vacation a getaway
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| It’s dark in the bridges fuck bitches a place where the light go to fadeaway
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| I said fuck later I don’t wanna right now so you know I fake go and get paid
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| today
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| Let’s go, and the money too fat can’t fold
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| And her ass too fat can’t grow
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| All this Shiner we got not go
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| Yeah, let’s go
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| I’m too bright they can’t stand my glow
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| Flow hot thought I sold my soul
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| Hit a bih from the back like so
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| Ha, uh, ha, uh, ha uh
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| Yeah
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| Ha, uh, ha, uh, ha, uh
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| So I got a million, I want a billion
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| I gotta lift that ass up like Brazilian
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| She gotta strech for the dick like Jillian
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| New persian rug background it’s Sicilian
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| Paint on her face made me feel like a kid again
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| Serving that green like
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| Don’t think I heard what you said correct come again
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| We spun his block like a ceiling fan
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| I’m on a spot, where they can’t go
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| Planning his plot, when he get smoked
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| Planting his pot, put him in slow
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| FN get louder, don’t let it blow
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| Death like a flower, I make it grow
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| Bitch I put chowder, right up they nose
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| Put out ya fire, spraying my hose
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| What’s the I make it known
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| Pity you broke as a bitch cause I get me a pretty penny everytime
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| That I check
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| Silly you want a percentage I’m too independent you won’t even get my respect
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| I don’t know how much more shit I can take think I might feel better if I stomp
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| on his neck
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| I’m in the game shooting hockey sticks, it’s a puck to your face so don’t let
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| me inject
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| Sever yo breath for a ready day
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| Put five on his head cause he barely made ten
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| And we shootin a shot like a fadeaway
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| It’s sunny outside where I live my in city so call a vacation a getaway
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| It’s dark in the bridges fuck bitches a place where the light go to fadeaway
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| I said fuck later I don’t wanna right now so you know I fake go and get paid
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| today
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| Let’s go, and the money too fat can’t fold
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| And her ass too fat can’t grow
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| All this Shiner we got not go
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| Yeah, let’s go
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| I’m too bright they can’t stand my glow
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| Flow hot thought I sold my soul
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| Hit a bih from the back like so
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| Fuck
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| Oh, think I broke a spleen |