| What’s with all of this commotion?
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| Lost inside the ocean
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| Mixed drugs with emotion
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| Shawty, you’re creatin' an explosion
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| I’ma keep you floatin'
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| Keep them legs open
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| I double cup the potion
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| Shawty, you’re creatin' an explosion
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| I been sippin' on a pint of lean and movin' slow
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| Shawty like to put the cocaina in her nose
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| The way you bounce the pussy up and down, girl you a pro
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| Ain’t no launchin' back, but I’ve been droppin' off the lows
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| I’ma make a hundred million dollars, then retire
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| Took a basic bitch, and I switched up her whole attire
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| In other words, I create her like I’m Tyler
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| Since I signed the deal, you know the price is goin' higher
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| Money stretchin', got me checkin' her flexibility
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| All these new rappers, ain’t no one got creativity
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| Same flow every song, you killin' me
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| These rappers soundin' like they got disabilities
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| Bitch give me back my auxiliary
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| J keep an F and K like I’m Kennedy
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| Feel like it’s my responsibility
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| To kill every one of my enemies
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| Keep a burner in my hand like the Statue of Liberty
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| Why keep it movin' like he got mobility
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| All the plugs got me checkin' my utilities
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| Water on my wrist
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| I might fuck your bitch
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| Put the pussy to your lips
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| Now you talkin' with a lisp
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| Pour a 4 inside a Sierra Mist
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| Then fuck your bitch and get rich
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| What’s with all of this commotion?
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| Lost inside the ocean
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| Mixed drugs with emotion
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| Shawty, you’re creatin' an explosion
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| I’ma keep you floatin'
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| Keep them legs open
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| I double cup the potion
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| Shawty, you’re creatin' an explosion
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Slow, no, pro, woah… |