| I’m about to bust in with a pair of two Cubans we goin' shootin' I take the
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| rollie «give me the loot, give me the loot»
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| Mind frames to own shoot
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| Can’t be no flexing ass nigga up in the crew
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| I’m one of you
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| Bang! |
| Bang! |
| Ain’t ‘bout to boogie
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| I’m gone sit up on the roof
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| Let them niggas bring that scope out
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| Throw fingers while we
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| Bang!
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| I go I’m like messy I can’t do no wrong
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| She be flexing, know she checking
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| Know she heard the song
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| I don’t mind it I prefer it I just play along
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| I go skrrt skrrt skrrt go back where I belong
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| I ain’t got time for the old me
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| Now days I gotta get the bag and that only
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| Hate what I dream them niggas so me
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| You ain’t gotta know me but you know that god chose me
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| Believe you do exist (well, well)
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| Any given Sunday coming through with hits
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| (Bang)
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| Changed my life
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| I done earned my stripes
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| I deserve this life
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| I need my out right
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| I got only one life
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| I done paid my dues
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| (Yeah, yeah, yeah,)
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| Change things for the culture we just bring mine soon
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| Now they wanna
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| Pull up, pull up, pull up
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| (Paid my dues)
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| Coz pockets looking
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| For love, for love, for love
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| (Paid my dues)
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| Now pockets looking
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| For love, for love, for love
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| (Swerving through these) yeah yeah yeah
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| (Got me swerving through these backstreets
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| Wrong side of the tracks you on Backcreek)
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| Now pockets looking
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| For love, for love, for love
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| (Swerving through these) yeah yeah yeah
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| (Got me swerving through these backstreets
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| Wrong side of the tracks you on Backcreek)
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| (Creek, creek, creek, creek, creek, creek)
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| (Creek, creek, creek, creek, creek, creek)
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| (Creek, creek, creek, creek, creek, creek) |