| I walk up in the party, money bustin' out my pockets
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| Rubber bands, these ain’t no wallets, ooh
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| Yeah bitch I’m so cocky, uh
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| Chillin' with some thotties
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| But these bitches look like barbies
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| I just threw a slumber party
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| All these hoes just give me noggin, uh
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| I just bought two choppers
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| 2 K’s, Kendall Kylie
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| If you play then I’m poppin'
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| Diamonds sparklin' I’m so cocky, yeah yeah
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| I’m so cocky, I’m so cocky, I’m so cocky, yeah bitch
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| I’m so cocky, I’m so cocky, I’m so cocky
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| I’m so cocky, bitch I’m poppin', water faucet on my wrist
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| Globetrotters, bitch we ballin', nothin' but shottas, we don’t miss
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| Drop the top then left the lot, yeah I just did that shit again
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| Got the top, dropped off your thot, yeah I just did that shit again
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| Ooh, knots on me, I ride with big chops on me
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| Ooh, shots on me, I got all these shots on me
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| Ooh, rocks on me, I got all these rocks on me
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| Ooh, thots on me, get your ho up off of me
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| I’m the talk of the town, turn that smile into a frown
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| Play with Glock it’s goin' down, but Young Joc is not around
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| Get stomped like I’m from A-town, but I’m South Memphis bound
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| We shoot dices, we shoot rounds, shoot, shoot, yeah
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| I walk up in the party, money bustin' out my pockets
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| Rubber bands, these ain’t no wallets, ooh
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| Yeah bitch I’m so cocky, uh
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| Chillin' with some thotties
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| But these bitches look like barbies
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| I just threw a slumber party
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| All these hoes just give me noggin, uh
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| I just bought two choppers
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| 2 K’s, Kendall Kylie
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| If you play then I’m poppin'
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| Diamonds sparklin' I’m so cocky, yeah yeah
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| I’m so cocky, I’m so cocky, I’m so cocky, yeah bitch
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| I’m so cocky, I’m so cocky, I’m so cocky
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| Yeah I got my mojo, MOB the motto
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| I gave your ho a sore throat, yeah that bitch is so gross
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| She told me that my dick dope, fill my backwood up with dope
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| Nigga you don’t want smoke, nigga I got free smoke
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| Go ask your bitch, yeah I’m the man, racks of jacksons in my pants
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| All my clothes came in from France, shooting like I’m from Iran
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| Yeah you know we Taliban, kill your mans, don’t give a damn
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| We ain’t the same, you a clam, you ain’t gang so move around
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| All my jewelry bust down, this shit weigh 'bout thirty pounds
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| Gotta keep me thirty rounds, ballin' hard these niggas foul
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| Got a pack from out of town, trap them grams up out my grams
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| Damn I feel like Chris Brown, tell this bitch look at me now, Glock
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| I walk up in the party, money bustin' out my pockets
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| Rubber bands, these ain’t no wallets, ooh
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| Yeah bitch I’m so cocky, uh
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| Chillin' with some thotties
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| But these bitches look like barbies
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| I just threw a slumber party
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| All these hoes just give me noggin, uh
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| I just bought two choppers
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| 2 K’s, Kendall Kylie
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| If you play then I’m poppin'
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| Diamonds sparklin' I’m so cocky, yeah yeah
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| I’m so cocky, I’m so cocky, I’m so cocky, yeah bitch
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| I’m so cocky, I’m so cocky, I’m so cocky |