| Ayy, know what’s poppin' with me
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| He play like he crazy, get him out of the street
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| I don’t understand why they cop pleas
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| Once you get in, ain’t no out it for me
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| I don’t care where you go, never out of my reach
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| Waist-deep in that water like I was Tyrese
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| Wan' be the boss, it’s gon' cost you a fee
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| I turned to a dog and I bought her a leash
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| Ayy, know what’s poppin' with me
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| He play like he crazy, get him out of the street
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| I don’t understand why they cop pleas
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| Once you get in, ain’t no out it for me
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| I don’t care where you go, never out of my reach
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| Waist-deep in that water like I was Tyrese
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| Wan' be the boss, it’s gon' cost you a fee
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| I turned to a dog and I bought her a leash
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| Fuck on that bitch from the back 'fore I leave
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| I tell you I love you, you better not leave
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| Put ice on my heart, I ain’t lyin', it’s freezin'
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| I shine like a star in the dark, I twinkle
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| I don’t care where I’m steppin', forever I’m reppin'
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| The way that I’m shinin', you know I’m a star
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| Dumb nigga tried to run down and got burnt down
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| Wrapped that boy in a cigar
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| But I ain’t even here to talk about that
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| Let’s talk about how I’m up, they don’t like that
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| You lookin' for the plug and I’m lookin' for the outlet
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| Hotboii, how you go these? |
| They ain’t out yet
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| Hotboii, how you got here? |
| It’s a process
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| I ran up my racks, can’t fit in no wallet
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| Probably why I ain’t been feelin' nobody
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| Probably why I ain’t kick doors in a while
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| Probably why I ain’t kick doors in a while
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| 'Cause I know you won’t hold me down
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| I remember I was locked down
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| That was when I took my coldest showers
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| Yeah, my Rolex is iced out
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| Even when I look, don’t know the hour
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| Even late, got 'em in the 'yo
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| Sooner or later, we gon' be out of here, woah
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| My shooters, they be villains, they cannot be heroes
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| Like what’s up with these niggas? |
| Everybody gettin' bold
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| Ever since I lost my nigga, I don’t know how to feel
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| Blue face my dollar bill, I drop that guala still
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| Ayy, know what’s poppin' with me
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| He play like he crazy, get him out of the street
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| I don’t understand why they cop pleas
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| Once you get in, ain’t no out it for me
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| I don’t care where you go, never out of my reach
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| Waist-deep in that water like I was Tyrese
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| Wan' be the boss, it’s gon' cost you a fee
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| I turned to a dog and I bought her a leash
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| Ayy, know what’s poppin' with me
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| He play like he crazy, get him out of the street
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| I don’t understand why they cop pleas
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| Once you get in, ain’t no out it for me
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| I don’t care where you go, never out of my reach
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| Waist-deep in that water like I was Tyrese
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| Wan' be the boss, it’s gon' cost you a fee
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| I turned to a dog and I bought her a leash
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| Bought her a leash
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| Bought her a leash, yeah, leash
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| I bought her a leash
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| Yeah, I turned dog, bought her a leash, bought her a leash
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| Hot cut the fan on, double O baby
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| Money on, yeah, lately, yeah, you know that this VV
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| Cut the fan on |