| Designer, yeah
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| Diamonds in my watch, diamonds in my ear
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| You know what I whip me, nigga, this for real
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| This shit here ain’t no secret, you know what the deal
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| My nigga you know the deal
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| I beat your bitch over there while you mad
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| These niggas broke, that’s why I laugh
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| All this money on me, that’s why I sag
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| Throw 'em in the garbage, these niggas trash
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| News flash, I get quick cash
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| Just know I ain’t doin' no excercise
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| When you see me out with these gym bags
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| Hold up, wait, now get your shit straight
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| I had your bitch over in my spot last night
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| Took her out, then skeeted all over her face
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| She going, she going, she gone
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| I dropped baby momma until she couldn’t stand up
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| Then I lit my weed up, now it’s time to roll
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| I fucked the shit out of your bitch yesterday
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| 'till she couldn’t stand straight
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| She call me earlier, ask me can she call me, get a replay
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| Walk up in the club, DJ got my shit on replay
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| I told my plug nigga keep this shit call me, put on replay
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| Replay, replay, everything on replay
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| Y’all know how we play, everything on replay
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| Replay, replay, my whole life on replay
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| Replay, replay, my nigga it’s still replay |