| I’m over the limit, but I think I want some more
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| All my niggas spending, so bartender pour some more
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| Plus we getting faded, smoking on that hit and quit
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| Bitches getting naked, don’t they know I hit and quit?
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| What you tryna do? |
| You’re looking like some trouble
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| That I wanna get into, your home girl looking dirty
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| So she can get it too, I ain’t apologising, I ain’t sorry
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| Girl for touching on your body cause I just came here to party
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| If you been up in the spot and you need another shot
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| Say hell yeah, hell yeah
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| If the chick across the room dropping drop it like it’s hot
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| Say hell yeah, hell yeah
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| If you party 'til the lights turn on
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| Tell the DJ play your song
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| If you ain’t about to stop, if somebody call the cops
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| Say hell yeah, hell yeah
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| I see bottles on the table, shawty on the molly
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| With a piercing in her navel, puffing like a Marley
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| Soon everybody faded, waving at my haters
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| Cause they seeing me mugging at me got me saying
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| What you wanna do instead of causing trouble? |
| Nigga here’s what you should do
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| Go look around and find some hoes that you can get into
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| Cause I’m just outchea tryna do the same
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| But I got the dully on me just in case you wanna bang
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| If you been up in the spot and you need another shot
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| Say hell yeah, hell yeah
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| If the chick across the room dropping drop it like it’s hot
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| Say hell yeah, hell yeah
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| If you party 'til the lights turn on
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| Tell the DJ play your song
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| If you ain’t about to stop, if somebody call the cops
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| Say hell yeah, hell yeah
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| Check me out, check me out, I’m on some conceited shit
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| Pocket full of dead presidents, but I ain’t grieving, bitch
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| Married to the game, that’s forever, I ain’t leaving it
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| I know your man, don’t put it down, cause you look like you need the dick
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| One time for them haters, two times for them fakers
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| Three times for these bad bitches, we fucking all of them later
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| Yeah, hell yeah, getting money is my ammo
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| But I don’t pay for no pussy, so I hope you got that memo
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| Tell hold on and don’t let go
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| And then I treat the pussy like a rental
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| And I beat the pussy instrumental
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| Let’s go, let’s go
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| If you party 'til the lights turn on
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| Tell the DJ play your song
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| If you ain’t about to stop, if somebody call the cops
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| Say hell yeah, hell yeah |