| Give it away now get it give it away now
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| Watch what you lay trying to get paid soon as you lay down
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| That’s way too much, throw that ass in a circle
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| Bout to do too much, back it up with my hurt you
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| Because I’m sipping on something syrupy put something secret inside my slurpee
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| You don’t know what you’re missing, get your mind right assume the position
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| I turn nothing into something, money into money, puffing keep on puffing
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| It’s a hot bowl of nothing scrape off the plate and it’s tasting like new money
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| Only fuh bitches I know
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| Only fuh bitches I know
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| I be popping, I be popping, they be ready to go
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| Oh yeah, get out my way they shootin
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| Get out my way, get out my way they shootin
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| Look, only fuh bitches I know
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| Only fuh bitches I know
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| I be popping, I be popping, they be ready to go
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| Oh yeah, get out my way they shootin
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| Get out my way, get out my way they shootin
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| Hey five watcha waitin on Living great out the gate and your money long
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| Just wait they be hating on get a hit and your bishes just play along
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| I’m what they want yeah Krizz what they want Who else was you waiting for
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| Fire up the blunt you can get as high as you want but I ain’t really feeling
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| that
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| Hell naw, you wasn’t with me when a nigga was the shooting in the gym
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| Hell naw, tryna get the paper out of me so you can give it back to him
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| I turn nothing into somethin, money into money, puffing keep on puffing
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| It’s a hot bowl of nothing. |
| Scrape off the plate and it’s tasting like new money
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| Only fuh bitches I know
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| Only fuh bitches I know
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| I be popping, I be popping, they be ready to go
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| Oh yeah, get out my way they shootin
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| Get out my way, get out my way they shootin
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| Look, only fuh bitches I know
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| Only fuh bitches I know
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| I be popping, I be popping, they be ready to go
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| Oh yeah, get out my way they shootin
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| Get out my way, get out my way they shootin
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| Whoa, y’all can keep just looking crazy I’m finna ball
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| Get out of my way I was bout to say I ain’t fucking with y’all
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| I ain’t got no downtime real nigga trying to stay up
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| Make them all pay up so I can ball at the mall in the gym shooting layups
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| It’s so beautiful, when I pull up, pull up I light the city up
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| If they say I’ve been ridin the coat tail nigga, I holler giddyup
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| I turn nothing into something, money into money, puffing keep on puffing
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| It’s a hot bowl of nothing, scrape off the plate it is tasting like new money
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| Only fuh bitches I know
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| Only fuh bitches I know
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| I be popping, I be popping, they be ready to go
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| Oh yeah, get out my way they shootin
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| Get out my way, get out my way they shootin
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| Look, only fuh bitches I know
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| Only fuh bitches I know
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| I be popping, I be popping, they be ready to go
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| Oh yeah, get out my way they shootin
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| Get out my way, get out my way they shootin |