| I see them fuckin' press, oh no they better lay
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| It happens everyday don’t make me grab the gauge
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| Dangerously I play, I blast out yo rib cage
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| And put ya body in the back of that grey Chevrolet
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| Niggas be talking that shit
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| But they ain’t really 'bout it when I see 'em
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| Yeah, dat’s what I thought
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| She told me she ain’t coming out the pussy
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| But fuck me anyway
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| Yeah, dat’s what I thought
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| Niggas say he gon' run up with the pack
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| But brought it right back
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| Yeah, dat’s what I thought
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| Niggas say them diamonds VVS' but they rhinestones
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| Yeah, dat’s what I thought
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| Dat’s what I thought
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| Dat’s what I thought
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| Dat’s what I thought
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| Dat’s what I thought
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| Dat’s what I thought
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| Dat’s what I thought
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| Dat’s what I thought
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| Dat’s what I thought
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| Nigga playing games with the bread 'til I come at his head
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| Yeah, dat’s what I thought
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| Niggas saying I look like a lick 'til I pull out them sticks
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| Yeah, dat’s what I thought
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| {Verse 1: Juicy J]
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| Say you on static, you got it, you ain’t really 'bout it my nigga
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| And dat’s what I thought
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| You gon' quit talkin' or either be off with your head instead
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| Yeah, dat’s what I thought
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| I know some niggas been trappin' for half of they life and they rich And they
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| never got caught
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| I know some bitches is fucking 'bout every rapper in the city
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| I never go wrong
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| I know some bitches that’s popping they pussy
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| Run up a check and they bring it right to me
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| Bitch, I’m a manager
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| I know how to handle you
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| I make a vet outta rookie
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| You tryna get paid or naw
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| Dat’s what I thought
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| Hit the stage and take it off
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| Hop in a Uber, I hop in this Bentley
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| And sip on this henny
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| Yeah, dat’s what I thought
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| Niggas be talking that shit
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| But they ain’t really 'bout it when I see 'em
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| Yeah, dat’s what I thought
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| She told me she ain’t coming out the pussy
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| But fuck me anyway
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| Yeah, dat’s what I thought
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| Niggas say he gon' run up with the pack
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| But brought it right back
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| Yeah, dat’s what I thought
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| Niggas say them diamonds VVS' but they rhinestones
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| Yeah, dat’s what I thought
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| Dat’s what I thought
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| Dat’s what I thought
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| Dat’s what I thought
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| Dat’s what I thought
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| Dat’s what I thought
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| Dat’s what I thought
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| Dat’s what I thought
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| Dat’s what I thought
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| Nigga playing games with the bread 'til I come at his head
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| Yeah, dat’s what I thought
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| Niggas saying I look like a lick 'til I pull out them sticks
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| Yeah, dat’s what I thought
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| Bitch, I’m a boss (bitch, I’m a boss!)
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| I’m drippin' in sauce (just follow the drip!)
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| I call it like Moss
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| She looking too hard
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| Yeah, dat’s what I thought
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| That what you rented? |
| (that lil shit?)
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| This what I bought (this big boy shit!)
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| Show me the pink slip, nigga (where it at?)
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| Yeah, dat’s what I thought (that ain’t yo shit!)
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| Nigga be tough (talkin' that shit!)
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| When they on the net (talkin' that shit!)
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| When you see 'em in person (cough!)
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| They be like «I ain’t on that»
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| Dat’s what I thought
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| That bitch is fine, my truck got a line
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| That’s why I can fuck up a check
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| These niggas lying, they ain’t doing fine
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| Most of these niggas in debt
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| Start with the cap, you ain’t in the trap
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| Show me the pack
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| Yeah, dat’s what I thought
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| You niggas fool, this ain’t what you do
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| Show me the tool
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| Yeah, dat’s what I thought
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| You talking 'bout bricks like you with the shit
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| I bet you don’t even know how much it cost
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| You niggas lost, knock that shit off
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| Soak up the sauce, this shit can’t be bought
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| Niggas be talking they shit
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| But they ain’t really 'bout it when I see 'em
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| Yeah, dat’s what I thought
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| I see them fuckin' press, oh no they better lay
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| It happens everyday don’t make me grab the gauge
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| Dangerously I play, I blast out yo rib cage
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| And put ya body in the back of that grey Chevrolet |