| I got twenty racks on my new jeans
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| I got ten more in my blue jeans
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| I walk in and I turn up, pimp tight like I’m permed up
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| I heard broke bitches talkin' like they rollin' like us
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| Man, these bitches sound shermed up
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| And these bitches be mad at us 'cause these bitches so down to fuck
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| Claim that shit, I can bang that shit
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| Fuck me, fuck a team, I’mma train that bitch
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| I hope you ain’t wife that bitch
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| Cause I know a couple homies that’ll pipe that bitch
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| Lifestyle flashy like a Nikon pic
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| And your bitch chose me cause you walk out with
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| My ass thick and my drinks mixed, say I’m sick, I say no shit
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| Better fo' drip, and that’s a fo' sip and all my flows is slow piff
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| Closed case, I’m killin' shit, heard your flow, I’m not feeling shit
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| My brand right and I’m on one and these bitches don’t want none
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| (These bitches don’t want none)
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| (These bitches don’t want none)
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| I shine bright cause I grind, bitches hate, I don’t mind
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| My heart’s in it, I’m authentic, it’s clear to see it’s my time
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| I shine bright cause I grind, bitches hate, I don’t mind
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| My heart’s in it, I’m authentic, it’s clear to see it’s my time
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| I shine bright cause I grind, bitches hate, I don’t mind
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| My heart’s in it, I’m authentic, it’s clear to see it’s my time
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| I shine bright cause I grind, bitches hate, I don’t mind
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| My heart’s in it, I’m authentic, it’s clear to see it’s my time |