| Oh yea?
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| That’s how you feel huh young niggas?
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| You gon pull up in that motherfuckin Foreign like that there
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| 50 grand in yo motherfuckin pocket with that bad bitch
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| Got damn, got damn
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| Why you do em like that? |
| Got damn
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| (Wutchu mean?)
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| How you pull up in the Porsche? |
| 9−11 oh Lord
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| With a bad bitch with me and her ass so full
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| Got damn, got damn
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| Hundred thousand for the Rollie, got damn
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| All these diamonds in my chain, 30 bottles on the way
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| KOD in magic city, 50k I make it rain
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| Got damn!
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| Steppin out tonight I think I’m bout to make a movie
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| Drop in the Phantom, whippin bumpin Lil Boosie
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| Bitch I gotta checkout, just went by the whole club
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| Took bout 20 thousand dollars, I just call it showin love
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| Big money nigga, quarter mil worth of jewels
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| Ballin like a bitch, I made the ESPN news
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| Home boy, you can never play me for a fool
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| Keep a Mr. Fix It with me, that’s who keep the tool
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| I say now good Lord, look at shorty, there she hall ass
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| Bet your money she gon fuck me for that brown bag
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| I said I’m too gone off that liquor, turned up — nigga you trippin
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| That P Ciroc in my system, blew 10 racks as I’m different
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| Got damn, got damn
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| Why you do em like that? |
| Got damn
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| (Wutchu mean?)
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| How you pull up in the Porsche? |
| 9−11 oh Lord
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| With a bad bitch with me and her ass so full
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| Got damn, got damn
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| Hundred thousand for the Rollie, got damn
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| All these diamonds in my chain, 30 bottles on the way
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| KOD in magic city, 50k I make it rain
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| Got damn!
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| I was in the trap, cracker kicked in the do'
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| I was in the room, I was beatin a ho
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| Cracka asked me, «Nigga where the snow?»
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| Told them probly in Alaska, cracker where it snow?
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| This Christmas, I’mma buy 100 Chevy
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| And gave em all away to all the young niggas
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| Got a funny feeling, I’mma whack me a rapper
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| Get on TV plat crazy, like oh no what happened?
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| Asked me did I fuck his girlfriend, I told him I don’t remember
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| Now did she suck me? |
| That’s a strong possibility
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| Hit him with the 9, he got his shit wacked
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| 10 racks pussy and I sell your chain back
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| Got damn, got damn
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| Why you do em like that? |
| Got damn
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| (Wutchu mean?)
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| How you pull up in the Porsche? |
| 9−11 oh Lord
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| With a bad bitch with me and her ass so full
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| Got damn, got damn
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| Hundred thousand for the Rollie, got damn
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| All these diamonds in my chain, 30 bottles on the way
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| KOD in magic city, 50k I make it rain
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| Got damn!
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| Okay now flat black ‘Maro, bitches call me Bruce Wayne
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| Crib big it’s Wal-Mart, nigga that’s a shame
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| And I keep a shooter, call that boy Dwayne Wade
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| Once them niggas pussy lucky, I don’t call names
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| Catch me pullin up in that, Lord have mercy, thank You Jesus
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| Probly with a freak, her name Tameeka, she’s a skeezer
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| Audemar bottles, til tomorrow Rose
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| Dope boy swag, ol Rollie and some J’s
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| I be wailin on you niggas, stylin on you niggas
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| Go and cop a whippin, then I Instagram a picture
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| What yo money like? |
| What dip dope cheddar over
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| My paper long, bitch etcetera, etcetera
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| Get it!
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| Got damn, got damn
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| Why you do em like that? |
| Got damn
|
| (Wutchu mean?)
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| How you pull up in the Porsche? |
| 9−11 oh Lord
|
| With a bad bitch with me and her ass so full
|
| Got damn, got damn
|
| Hundred thousand for the Rollie, got damn
|
| All these diamonds in my chain, 30 bottles on the way
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| KOD in magic city, 50k I make it rain
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| Got damn! |