| And shit get crazy when you come outside, you might need a vest, hey
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| We aim at ya chest, hey
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| Boy, this not a test, hey
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| Ooh, this not, hey
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| Ayy, ayy
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| I figured how to get it, no fumble, I love to finesse, hey
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| And shit get crazy when you come outside, boy, you might need a vest, hey
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| When people around was hangin', I knew all that shit was a test, ayy
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| And you know I’m an alien, I came out the rocket ship, why would I flex? |
| Ayy
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| How could I not? |
| (How could I not?)
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| When I pull out the big body Benz and the choppa to blow out the block
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| And she said that she had a boyfriend, but that stopped since she act like a
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| thot
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| She said, «We gon' get caught»
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| I said, «Fuck it, why not?»
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| Holy shit, bad bitches here
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| Ass shakin', hey, do it, let me see
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| Mad liquor, sippin' Hennessy
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| Bad bitches, they wanna be with me
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| I’m worth, ain’t know she a goddess
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| Thank God I’m on, we came up and grinded
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| It’s fuck the competitors, nigga, I promsie
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| If you is a pussy, I gotta be honest
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| Don’t fuck with rats and you lookin' like Sonic, you dig?
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| Ain’t talkin' hats, but we aim at your lid
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| I’m in the mall with the bands on my wrist
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| She off the Molly, she all on my dick |