| We gon' hit the mall and we gon' hit the stores
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| Then we gon' blow some bands yeah then we go get some more
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| And we gon' hit the club yeah we gon' shake the floor
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| It’s all about finessin my nigga i need more
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| We gon' hit the mall and we gon' hit the stores
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| Then we gon' blow some bands yeah then we go get some more
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| And we gon' hit the club yeah we gon' shake the floor
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| It’s all about finessin my nigga i need more
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| I’m all about my bands, paper cuts on hands
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| I’m rocking with my day ones, wassup wit' yo' new friends
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| You down or fuckin' what? |
| Lil homie whats the plan?
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| Ain’t talkin' that 600 shit, I may not understand
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| My niggas packin' heat, all up in K.O.D
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| Or we might be in traffic, still ain’t had shit to eat
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| 'Cuz I been off them bands, ho prolly off the Goose
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| I swear I love rollin', them mollies have me through
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| I’m LA who are you? |
| 600 thats the crew
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| God damn I love designer, my bitch in Jimmy Choo
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| But I don’t have a wife, she my bitch for the night
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| If she was catching bodies then it might be alright
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| Got lean all in my sprite, we in it every night
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| We all livin' savages, we move with them pipes
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| We gon' hit the mall and we gon' hit the stores
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| Then we gon' blow some bands yeah then we go get some more
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| And we gon' hit the club yeah we gon' shake the floor
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| It’s all about finessin my nigga i need more
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| We gon' hit the mall and we gon' hit the stores
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| Then we gon' blow some bands yeah then we go get some more
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| And we gon' hit the club yeah we gon' shake the floor
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| It’s all about finessin my nigga i need more
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| We gon' tear down Lenox and fuck up every store
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| Prolly cruisin' in them foreigns you can’t catch me in no Ford
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| We gon hit the strip club, 1's fallin' on the floor
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| Bitches shakin' asses, screaming «we want more, we want more»
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| I’m 6Huncho to the core, 600 thousand in the drawer
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| Since we jumped up off that porch, 600 counties when we tour
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| All designer what I wore, this shirt right here cost me 'bout 4
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| Hoppin' out the top I drop 'cuz you know I don’t use no doors
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| Bitches askin' who is he, Huncho Hoodo who I be
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| Say she wanna ride with me because my car cost 'bout a ki
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| But my shit don’t take no key, I be walkin' on them P’s
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| I got bands all on my wrist and I ain’t talkin' V.I.P
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| We gon' hit the mall and we gon' hit the stores
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| Then we gon' blow some bands yeah then we go get some more
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| And we gon' hit the club yeah we gon' shake the floor
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| It’s all about finessin my nigga i need more
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| We gon' hit the mall and we gon' hit the stores
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| Then we gon' blow some bands yeah then we go get some more
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| And we gon' hit the club yeah we gon' shake the floor
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| It’s all about finessin my nigga i need more
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| Pull up on a bitch so loud
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| And the watch on my wrist bling-blow
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| Good dope in the Swish so loud |