| Tell 'em stop, that’s a no no
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| You a bird brain bitch, you a dodo
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| Bend her back like she tryna take a photo
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| I’m insane, out my mind, bitch I’m loco
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| I’ma kill it like the zodiac
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| Hoe don’t hold me back, don’t touch my shit
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| Don’t come around me bitch, I been buggin' out
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| Been noddin' off from this narcotic shit
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| Bitch I make it hot, they finna feel it like it’s Niacin
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| Money on my mind, I suggest you niggas try it then
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| Tryna turn my T’s into M’s, turn my M’s into B’s
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| I ain’t talking no Mercedes Benz
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| Where I been? |
| Minding mine nigga, ain’t you doing you?
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| Peeking through the window paranoid, I seen a paratroop, you clerical
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| Light work, get the job done, no probem, lil motherfucker I’ll embarrass you
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| Bitch watch where you step, don’t touch my motherfuckin' textiles
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| Big points I put 'em on the board like a touchdown
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| How the tables turn, nigga what now?
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| I’m gon' kill it like the zodiac
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| Boy don’t hold me back, don’t touch my shit
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| Don’t come around me bitch, I been buggin' out
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| Noddin' off from this narcotic shit
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| Bitch I make it hot, they finna feel it like it’s Niacin
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| Money on my mind, I suggest you niggas try it then
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| Big problems, think a nigga need a therapist (uh, uh)
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| Drinkin' Theraflu, I told that bitch she make me sick (uh, uh)
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| Niggas disappear, they fall off in the parapet (uh, uh)
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| Not my mind, ain’t been sober since like '96
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| I catch my breath, I take a step, watch out for the refs
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| Title belts, I double up, gold 'cross my chest
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| I’ma cuss, if you bluff, playing tough
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| Fuck him up, take his MacBook
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| I’ma kill it like the zodiac
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| Boy don’t hold me back, don’t touch my shit
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| Don’t come around me bitch, I been buggin' out
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| Noddin' off from this narcotic shit
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| Bitch I make it hot, they finna feel it like it’s Niacin
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| Money on my mind, I suggest you niggas try it then |