| Indubitably we are the greatest
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| And if you don’t like we then you’re probably hatin'
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| Want it, cop it, Kali, stop it
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| Krizz Kaliko see I’m better known as the show-off
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| Liquor sipper, she look thicker
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| Strip for me baby you lookin' better with clothes off
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| In it, out it, been about it
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| Church boy, search boy, think boy, sing boy
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| Dumb and dumber, this is summer
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| 'Bout to take it over and you ain’t know nothin' 'bout it
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| When I get up-a, I’m goin' straight to the tippy
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| Fuck you, 'cause you, can’t fuck with me
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| It’s all about the cow now
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| I shall make 'em bow down
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| And get in the gut of your girl and she give me that
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| Bladow, tadow, that owl
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| You who I’m speaking to
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| It’s apparent you’re transparnt
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| Weak and we can see through
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| Think about it 'fore you speakin'
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| Never should’ve let me in I got the whole world singin'
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| Everybody everywhere
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| You know I’m coming to collect my share
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| So put your hands in the air
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| Wave 'em around like you just don’t care
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| Everybody everywhere
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| You know I’m coming to collect my share
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| So put your hands in the air
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| Wave 'em around for me and if you with me say
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| Yeah baby, that’s right
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| Talk to 'em now
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| I’m bloody, Kutty, ghetto, hood
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| Creepin' low got that Eagle off safety I wish you would
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| Get it twitty, gooey, dare ya, ooh
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| Give a nigga a reason to Pinesol your wood
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| I’m in mayhem heaven, 2−4-7
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| Lil' homie you think I’m lyin' then my name ain’t Melvin
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| I’m comin', comin' to get it, I need it, gotta have it
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| It’s murdersome here with strong we addicted and gotta have it
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| Young and the restless won’t be no resting unless you poseless
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| Several pellets causing your death and it’s so repulsive
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| Recoup for the loot dealers and killas, murder’s my
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| We bang and abuse half of these losers hootin' soo woo (soo woo)
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| That’s the call for it, so get at me
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| I ain’t fallin' back you little fags’ll have to bladat me
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| That’s the truth and the dare, the proof and the prayer
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| It’s Kutty, finna collect either a tooth or your fare
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| Everybody everywhere
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| You know I’m coming to collect my share
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| So put your hands in the air
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| Wave 'em around like you just don’t care
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| Everybody everywhere
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| You know I’m coming to collect my share
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| So put your hands in the air
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| Wave 'em around for me and if you with me say
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| It ain’t over baby, alright
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| We gon' give you a little bit more
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| Right here, right now
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| Did it, done it, got 'em (real) good
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| Packin' something on me, I’m wishin' a nigga would
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| Smoke it, puff it, chief it (real) good
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| I don’t really do it b-but I would if I could
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| Light her for me, hit it, pass it
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| Oh no, not to me 'cause I’m drunk, and I’m really blasted
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| Party, hard-y, get it, shorty
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| If I can’t get with you, my niggas’ll do it for me
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| I’m tryna get a piece of more of the-more of the porridge
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| If the stain gon' flourish then I’ll ignore it
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| I got bills to pay plus I’m tryna ride on 30 inches
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| Put me in coach up tied around in bitches
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| Get 'er done
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| And maybe I won’t be such a bitter one
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| When I see 'em clappin' and dollars get to stackin' in traffic
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| But I ain’t traffickin' the trap and (nah)
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| Let me up in this bitch and let’s see what’s happenin'
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| Everybody everywhere
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| You know I’m coming to collect my share
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| So put your hands in the air
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| Wave 'em around like you just don’t care
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| Everybody everywhere
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| You know I’m coming to collect my share
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| So put your hands in the air
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| Wave 'em around for me and if you with me say |