| Yeah, hey
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| (We really havin' paper)
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| Lil Mexico shit nigga
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| (I'm talkin' bout we havin' real bands in this shit, you dig?)
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| Yeah-yeah, we havin' it, we havin' it, we havin' it
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| We havin' it yeah, we havin' it yeah
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| I got a check and I’m havin' it
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| I got a check and I’m havin' it
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| I got the gas and I’m havin' it
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| I got the gas and I’m havin' it
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| You drank and havin' no check
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| You basically havin' no check
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| And now we gon' aim at your flesh
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| And niggas gon' aim at your chest
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| We studied how to sell us some crack and then we had learn to finesse
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| Lil Mexico playin' with bails, Lil Mexico playin' with bricks
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| Fuck all that social media, I leave it up to the kids
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| We go to lunch at Cheetah then we go back to the six
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| I know the tricks of the trade, I wanna hit me a lick
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| Lionel Richie to a bad bitch
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| 50, 000 on a bad bitch
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| had a mattress
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| Fuck that bitch, she a savage
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| Gold digger, she a savage
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| I’m a pass her to the savage
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| Tom Fords on everyday
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| Upper Echelon everyday
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| Get the funds on everyday
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| I cash out, no layaway
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| Real one, no fame daddy
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| We gon' get into all the fame daddy
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| We take for leave in the plane daddy
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| Got the gang-gang in the plane daddy
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| Styrofoams and some red bottoms
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| 50, 000, the feds got it
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| Real diamonds, yeah, real diamonds
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| Pop a seal, hope you feel better
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| She never seeks, I sign on
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| Fully loaded, that Scion
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| I grinded up, you just payin' off
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| I’m blood money like the Phantom
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| I swear that this voucher could dance on you
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| Murder squad, I stand on you
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| No facade, I stand on you
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| I swear to God I stand on you
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| Yeah-yeah, we havin' it, we havin' it, we havin' it
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| We havin' it yeah, we havin' it yeah
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| I got a check and I’m havin' it
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| I got a check and I’m havin' it
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| I got the gas and I’m havin' it
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| I got the gas and I’m havin' it
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| You drank and havin' no check
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| You basically havin' no check
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| And now we gon' aim at your flesh
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| And niggas gon' aim at your chest
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| We studied how to sell us some crack and then we had learn to finesse
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| Lil Mexico playin' with bails, Lil Mexico playin' with bricks
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| You can tell I’m havin' bitch, I ain’t gotta manage it
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| All of my diamonds be here, you can tell by the clarity
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| We rockin' red diamonds, you rockin' the rhinestones
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| Act' in my styrofoam, I’m gettin' my grind on
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| These niggas just hate that I’m gettin' it
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| Well fuck it, I sold out the citadel
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| Some of these gas bags and the trash bags
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| Got you wonderin' where the stash at
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| We robbin' no handgun
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| I’m a put on for my day one
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| Real come get, no Akon
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| Pink grass look like Barry Bonds
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| You think I ain’t back with a check?
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| You think I ain’t got no finesse?
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| You think my niggas ain’t killers?
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| You think that my niggas won’t aim at your head?
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| Drop a check on you, you a plate now
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| Right price, you get ate now
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| Whole city know I’m havin' it
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| Bands in and I’m taxin' it
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| Yeah-yeah, we havin' it, we havin' it, we havin' it
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| We havin' it yeah, we havin' it yeah
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| I got a check and I’m havin' it
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| I got a check and I’m havin' it
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| I got the gas and I’m havin' it
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| I got the gas and I’m havin' it
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| You drank and havin' no check
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| You basically havin' no check
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| And now we gon' aim at your flesh
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| And niggas gon' aim at your chest
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| We studied how to sell us some crack and then we had learn to finesse
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| Lil Mexico playin' with bails, Lil Mexico playin' with bricks
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| She never seeks, I sign on
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| Fully loaded, that Scion
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| I grinded up, you just payin' off
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| I’m blood money like the Phantom
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| I swear that this voucher could dance on you
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| Murder squad, I stand on you
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| No facade, I stand on you
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| I swear to God I stand on you |