| Making hits and counting money every day that’s nothing
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| Made more money on my merch than
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| And my flow is sugar happy nigga I keep on bussin
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| Standing up on top of couches talking shit with my cousin
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| I know what you need, I know what you want
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| The young baller slide through put it in her stomach
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| Man my favorite
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| Is every fucking
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| Every day is payday I’m calculating daily
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| I wanna fuck an R&B bitch in a new Mercedes
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| Grew up in the Riches boy you know them niggas shady
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| I remember when a nigga didn’t have a damn thing
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| Now the owners of the club sending over champagne
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| Now now now now I’m that top line top nigga
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| Said you want this work, it’s a long line my nigga
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| Everywhere I go I hear Kool John that nigga
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| Bad bitches and pop tags and pop that champizzle
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| Getting money I be stunting nigga aye that’s nothing
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| Rolling dro blowing O’s nigga aye that’s nothing
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| Getting dough doing shows nigga aye that’s nothing
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| Kept my mama out the hood nigga ain’t that something
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| And you know I smoke heavy
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| I could kill these niggas in my sleep like Freddie
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| Yeah, and I make it seem easy
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| OG big polo like 2006 Yeezy
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| Detroit players
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| Real cozy
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| Yeah I be smoking weed by the OZ
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| And you can ask the homie or anybody that know me
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| isn’t accepted we winning if you ain’t notice
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| Getting loaded, still maintaining my focus
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| You niggas is really bogus
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| Nigga we the coldest
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| No
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| It’s hoes calling
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| Yeah I got so much shit up in my closet
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| It ain’t even funny
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| But I’m still laughing
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| I hit the weed 2 times and I then pass it
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| Living lavish cameras flashing man this shit’s a movie
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| Ashing on my nudies
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| Can’t no other nigga do me
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| Gimme gimme gimme
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| Give me that funk that
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| Make a nigga wanna wanna bring the wop back
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| I’m on top like a top hat
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| I really wanna bring the Shmops back
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| I really wanna get you off that
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| And on this
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| I’m Steph Curry girl I won’t miss
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| I’m balling like I had a bonus
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| Haters tryna clone us
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| But they can’t duplicate steez
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| I’m in the whip
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| I’m on my own in my own league
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| Authentic to these phonies
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| Always buying what I don’t need
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| And that’s more style
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| OGs tell me calm down
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| I’m a dog like a bloodhound
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| Back back bad back gimme 50 feet
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| I can’t fuck with you cuz I don’t feel your energy
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| Look around the game I see a bunch of mini-me's
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| Ice cold balling like I’m playing in the winter league |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Nothing , by - Kool John. Song from the album Shmop City, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп