| Chorus: 665 Side With my nigga Ant Bailey
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| Jammin' Some of that new lil wayne slash baby
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| Take the lightrail to folsom outlets daily
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| Hittin licks at the vans store shoes by the casing
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| JFK High niggas steppin out pasty
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| Everybody asking where you get em can you lace me?
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| Slangin out the garage. |
| we supplied the whole party
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| Oh what a trend now look what we done started
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| Verese: Lean that blue thang through the turning lane
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| Sitting on butter
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| Yea, that was my shit when i was swerving burning rubber
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| Yea
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| Thats not to say we dont be serving muthafuckas
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| Since florin i had a knack for getting money ask my mother
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| It was me, and my nigga Ant Bailey
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| The many adventures of seen hella shit is was amazing
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| The shoe hustle was poppin had the hood going crazy
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| We was stacking we was saving that flea market used to make my pockets wavy
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| Verse 2: Volvo on vogues with my nigga Matt Holmes
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| This was way before a nigga ever heard of Elk Grove
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| I used to sell zones sell phones Cigarello 2 bones
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| At punjab international pumpin my newest song
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| On my way to florin lightrail.
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| Take this trip to the outlets solo on my dolo niggas might tell
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| Summer school time bad bitches on my line hell
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| Meet me at the 4th Ave station bring yo fliest friend
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| South Side niggas stay trill
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| After i bust this knock im finna snatch me up a grill
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| B and Blank Mart white t’s how i feel
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| Pair of vans so fresh feel like soap was on my heel
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| Approach the destination with this Chicken in my ear
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| My niggas nick and Floyd front and center matt and bailey in the rear
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| When we get u in this bitch you knw the drill
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| All the Cassics in the front all the clearance in the rear make a dash for it
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