| Run that back, Turbo
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| Whippin' that Masi, pay me for the party
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| I don’t wear Ed Hardy, got drip on my body (Drip on my body)
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| Ten thousand ones for these strippers in Follies (Ah)
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| Codeine I sip while I’m smoking exotic (Uh)
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| Working like Gotti, my crew almighty
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| No TGI Fridays, eat five-star, we dining (Five-star, we dining)
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| All of my bitches want VVS diamonds (VVS diamonds)
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| Throw racks in the club and start changing the climate (Changing the climate)
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| Oh, H 'round my waist, I’m back rocking Hermes (Rocking Hermes)
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| Givenchy Air Forces, they cost me a band (Cost me a band)
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| I rock a show, give some racks to my man (Racks to my man)
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| I eat the cake too, brought my bitch to the sand (Bitch to the sand)
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| I geek up my whips and live life on the edge (Life on the edge)
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| Slime out of town so I’m sipping this red (Slime)
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| I cannot cap, these racks getting to my head (Getting to my head)
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| Young Gunna rappin', I really was trappin'
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| My wrist need a napkin, Rolex got me wet (Uh)
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| Drip they gon' jack it, Marc Jacobs my jacket
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| Them folks had to tax me, shit cost me some bread (Cost me some bread, ah)
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| European stitching, love shopping in France
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| She want a vacation, my bitch need a tan (My bitch need a tan)
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| Fear of God pants match my Fear of God Vans (Fear of God)
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| You niggas weren’t there when I needed a hand (Needed a hand) |