| She wanna hop in my chariot
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| Cocaine seats with the cherry trim (Trim)
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| Bitch, I’m gone off the medicine
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| Lookin' so fly like a pelican
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| Rollin' up, I look so elegant (Bitch)
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| Suicide doors, gotta let me live
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| And I ball, but you know I’m a gentleman
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| So I hop out the whip just to let 'em in my chariot, ooh
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| Switch flows, never switchin' my cool
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| Now I drop bags like I dropped out of school
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| Mix the second-hand clothes with the hilltop view
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| I’ma worry 'bout me, you should worry 'bout you
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| Moonwalk (Slick), to the money
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| Tell my baby, «Get what you want» (You want)
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| Kill the pussy, have it waitin' in the gulag (Yeah)
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| Then we can sip champagne on the rooftop (Ooh)
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| And my baby a bad bitch, in the bedroom, doin' a backflip
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| I’ma take her 'cross the atlas
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| Drop-top, gettin' head in traffic (Traffic)
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| Went from ramen noodles every day (Yeah)
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| Now I’m sleepin' but still gettin' paid (Cash)
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| Had to make it up out of the sticks
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| Shit, now I stick it right in the safe
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| She wanna hop in my chariot
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| Cocaine seats with the cherry trim (Trim)
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| Bitch, I’m gone off the medicine
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| Lookin' so fly like a pelican
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| Rollin' up, I look so elegant (Bitch)
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| Suicide doors, gotta let me live
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| And I ball, but you know I’m a gentleman
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| So I hop out the whip just to let 'em in my chariot, ooh
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| I’m lit (Lit), now I get what I want like I’m a rich kid (Kid)
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| Throwin' in a gold tooth, let it glisten (Bling)
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| I was a loser but felt like I was winnin' (Win)
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| Went and got my mind right
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| Make another hit just to pass the time
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| I was never shit but I wanted to shine
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| Now unless the money hit, I hit decline (Oh)
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| I ain’t left the crib in a minute (Yeah)
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| Find me in the movie that I been livin'
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| Seventies ride with the wood green finish (Ooh)
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| If I think about it in my head, I get it
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| In the Cadillac, cruisin', girl, get in it
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| Got her screamin' out louder than my engine (Rrr)
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| Hit it one time, that’s a life sentence
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| Swipe it so hard 'til it gave me limits, yeah
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| She wanna hop in my chariot
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| Cocaine seats with the cherry trim (Trim)
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| Bitch, I’m gone off the medicine
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| Lookin' so fly like a pelican
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| Rollin' up, I look so elegant (Bitch)
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| Suicide doors, gotta let me live
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| And I ball, but you know I’m a gentleman
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| So I hop out the whip just to let 'em in my chariot, ooh |