| Now it’s the dolly, not Parton
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| But pardon my french
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| Give no fucks about no nigga
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| Give no fucks about no bitch
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| And I never see you haters
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| Guess you haters don’t exist
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| Anyone feel any different
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| Give my ass a french kiss
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| I run this, I’m the trillest bitch
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| Who gotta dispute?
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| I mean who gon' prove me wrong?
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| Now which hoe wanna get cute
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| Funny, hoes be talking mad shit
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| When I’m around, they mute
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| Cause they know this tongue a pistol
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| I ain’t scared to make it shoot
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| I ain’t scared to make it clap
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| I’ma throw this ass back
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| To the realest nigga
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| Who ain’t scared to run this bitch some racks
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| And I’m speaking all facts
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| I’m the truth to be exact!
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| You bitches don’t get no money
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| Cause ya’ll don’t know how to act
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| See I be grinding
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| Show after show
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| Man I mean I’m thriving
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| Shining, look at these diamonds
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| These bitches blinding
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| Fine dining, I’m eating shrimp
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| On a private island
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| Rising, just like a god
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| I got your nigga tied up
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| Still pretty? |
| Check!
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| Keep hoes in, check!
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| Run up a, check!
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| Get money! |
| Check!
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| Still pretty? |
| Check!
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| Keep hoes in, check!
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| Run up a, check!
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| Get money!
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| So run up, run up, run up
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| Hoe get done up
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| And you know I’m with the shits
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| Don’t tolerate no disrespect
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| This Dexter Ave, in this bitch
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| You might wanna reconsider me
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| Before you make your choice
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| Cause if you niggas bet against me
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| Then you backing the wrong horse
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| See we all in Barney’s shopping
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| He drop ten, and I drop ten
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| Just so I can stunt on bitches
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| And take pictures with my fans
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| Just so I can go finesse
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| And get them digits from your man
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| Hope you know this flex ain’t personal
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| I hope you understand!
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| I’m a hustler, she a whore
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| I’m Gucci, she Michael Kors
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| I got the juice, I got the flare
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| You can’t compete, you don’t compare!
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| You bitches sneaking everything
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| But me, shit I’m good everywhere
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| I’m gon' keep dropping, I ain’t stopping
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| Until I’m a billionaire
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| See I be grinding
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| Show after show
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| Man I mean I’m thriving
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| Shining, look at these diamonds
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| These bitches blinding
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| Fine dining, I’m eating shrimp
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| On a private island
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| Rising, just like a god
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| I got your nigga tied up
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| Still pretty? |
| Check!
|
| Keep hoes in, check!
|
| Run up a, check!
|
| Get money! |
| Check!
|
| Still pretty? |
| Check!
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| Keep hoes in, check!
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| Run up a, check!
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| Get money! |