| Yes
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| Aight, I got that jam
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| Yeah (Step on your toes)
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| Ah, ah-ah yeah (Do this)
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| Ah, ah-ah, ah yeah
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| Ah, ah-ah yeah
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| Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh-uh
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| Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh-uh, yeah
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| Okay, you caught me by surprise in my brand new whip
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| Baby, beat me in the skull, if I’m gone, don’t trip
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| Baby, bringin' back the strong, off the bag, all his
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| (All his, all his, all his)
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, who want a shot? |
| wanna die? |
| let me know I got
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| Two on the hip, and they’re not no giggity
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| Zay you smooth like a R&B song
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| How you keep them hoes when you mainly killa
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| Killin' me, he numero uno
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| Might kick shit like judo, judo
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| Givin' out hoes, not kudos, kudos
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| Prolly tat like Juno, you know
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| Yeah, I tell her, «Bitch, eat it like Doja Cat»
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| You see the wrist, whippin' like bolder crest
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| I got a crib bigger than Budapest
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| And the shots ain’t bringin' my soldier back
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| From the news to the trap, and it wrap, no diggity
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| New to the top and I bought new Tiffany’s
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| Zay you smooth like a R&B song
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| How you keep them hoes out when you mainly killa
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| Okay, you caught me surprise in my brand new whip
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| Baby, beat me in the skull, if I’m gone, don’t trip
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| Baby, bringin' back the strong, off the bed, all his
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| (All his, all his, all his)
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Okay, you caught me surprise in my brand new whip
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| Baby, beat me in the skull, if I’m gone, don’t trip
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| Baby, bringin' back the strong, off the bag, all his
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| (All his, all his, all his)
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah |