| And I’m still gettin' money, still ridin' fly
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| Still poppin' bottles, still gettin' high
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| I say I’m still gettin' money, still ridin' fly
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| Still poppin' bottles, still gettin' high
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| That’s cuz I know, I know, I know you watchin'
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| I know, I know, I know you watchin'
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| I know, I know, I know you watchin'
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| I know, I know, I know you watchin'
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| Silly bitch, stop tellin' 'em lies, hoes, stop spittin' 'em rumours
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| Juicy J, self made skinny nigga, pockets on Yokozuna
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| She wanna ride like Yokohomas, she fine like Pocahontas
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| I just might slide off in her with no jimmy, I’m just bein' honest
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| Still count up trigonomics, still got heat, you doubt us
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| Fuck around gets you a coozy ass casket playin' 'round with my commas
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| America KKK most wanted, need to free all my homies
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| X-ray vision in this crooked ass business, I can see most y’all niggas phony
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| I’m with someone else wife, I tell the driver bring the car around
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| Beat the pussy like Iron Mike, bang, bang, bang, bang, lights out
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| Blowin' on presidential, 'bout to pull up at my white house
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| You at home, tryna hit her phone, she got my wifebeater on as a nightgown
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| And I’m still gettin' money, still ridin' fly
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| Still poppin' bottles, still gettin' high
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| I say I’m still gettin' money, still ridin' fly
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| Still poppin' bottles, still gettin' high
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| That’s cuz I know, I know, I know you watchin'
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| I know, I know, I know you watchin'
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| I know, I know, I know you watchin'
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| I know, I know, I know you watchin'
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| She full of that cheap vodka, bitch hairy like Chewbacca
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| She got the nerve to be boochie too? |
| man, all these hoes do is gossip
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| Who’d you fuck for the red bottoms? |
| I heard about you, you a head doctor
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| You just lookin' for a quick come up? |
| I can feel it in the air like Phil Collins
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| I’m in a old school Dodge Charger, flyer than a Red Robbin
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| I got goons and I got goblins, I ball hard like Dennis Rodman
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| Niggas hatin' on me, what’s the problem?
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| Is you mad cuz I run shit and y’all jogging
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| Is you mad, cuz I shake and bake Ricky Bobby
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| I’m a muthafuckin
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| Comin' from a cut like a blind barber
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| When I drive by, my car look like a flyin' saucer
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| Still don’t want your lady? |
| She lucky if she even get a dime off me
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| It’s crazy what my last 5G cost me
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| Sip lean in the mornin', never tried coffee
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| Fuck her once, kick her out, bitch, start walkin'
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| Gettin' paid in the bed like it’s my office, that’s cuz I’m
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| And I’m still gettin' money, still ridin' fly
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| Still poppin' bottles, still gettin' high
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| I say I’m still gettin' money, still ridin' fly
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| Still poppin' bottles, still gettin' high
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| That’s cuz I know, I know, I know you watchin'
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| I know, I know, I know you watchin'
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| I know, I know, I know you watchin'
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| I know, I know, I know you watchin' |