| Bad shawty with the brown hair
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| Never seen you around here
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| Money stacked in a pile, yeah
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| Kill 'em all with a smile, yeah
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| I keep some real niggas around, yeah
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| My weed so loud, it make a sound, yeah
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| Steal their money, they don’t make a sound, yeah
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| Had to move up, we was down, yeah
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| I don’t do no waitin'
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| Penthouse just for the vacation
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| This a long way from the basement
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| I spend all day money making
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| I’ma tell her
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| I don’t do no datin'
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| Strokin', don’t think she can take it
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| Fell in love when she got naked
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| Soon as I’m done, pass her off, you can take it
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| Fuck is you doing? |
| I’m making them payments
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| Balling like Crawford, I’m shaking and baking
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| Play for the Knicks but I’m on my LA shit
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| Ounce of Gelato, tryna see where that drank is
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| My bitch a model, came off the front pages
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| She wanna suck, and swallow, and taste it
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| I’m in the club, drinks by the cases
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| Money go up, the foreign keep racing
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| Bad shawty with the brown hair
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| Never seen you around here
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| Money stacked in a pile, yeah
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| Kill 'em all with a smile, yeah
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| I keep some real niggas around, yeah
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| My weed so loud, it make a sound, yeah
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| Steal their money, they don’t make a sound, yeah
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| Had to move up, we was down, yeah
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| Ayy, where the checks leanin' now, boy?
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| Make it flip, make it count, boy
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| I’m the shit, run the town, boy
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| You a it, you a clown, boy
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| She said come here nigga, you been a bad boy
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| All of these hundreds can’t fit in the bag, boy
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| She know I pick up the racks, I’m a bag boy
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| Young nigga ballin' and I break the backboard
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| You ain’t do nothin' for me, ain’t shit you can ask for
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| Roll up the cookie, get high like a passport
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| She gave me pussy, I ain’t even ask for it
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| Diamonds they bitin', I’m whippin' the Jaguar
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| They copying the wave but that ain’t it
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| Used to go and hit the juggs in the same 'fit
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| I put on for the hood, yeah I made it
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| Livin' good, niggas came from the pavement
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| You was balling before, but you got traded
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| You don’t got it no more, you overrated
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| Keep the family with me, I wouldn’t trade it
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| I got plans to get richer and be the greatest
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| These niggas save it
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| Bad shawty with the brown hair
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| Never seen you around here
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| Money stacked in a pile, yeah
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| Kill 'em all with a smile, yeah
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| I keep some real niggas around, yeah
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| My weed so loud, it make a sound, yeah
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| Steal their money, they don’t make a sound, yeah
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| Had to move up, we was down, yeah |