| I’m Geedup
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| From the mother fucking feet up
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| I won’t give you three strikes
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| Like adidas
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| I pull up in some nike checks
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| I pulled a bitch
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| And yours might be next
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| But I’m a gentleman I never call a hoe a bitch
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| I walk around the whole club
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| Like I know I’m rich
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| I make it snow in this
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| Then I play my own track
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| And I turn the club to mount fucking Everest
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| I got a main thang
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| She hold me down no hang man
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| She right behind me in the same lane
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| It’s got us looking like the A team
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| She call me B though
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| We getting cheese
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| Stacking chips like Doritos
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| I’m a club filler
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| Rap gorilla
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| Entrepreneur from a dope dealer
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| There ain’t none realer
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| That’s facts on facts
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| All I’m tryna do is make that paper stack
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| Damn Right, Damn Right, Damn Right, Damn Right
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| Ima get my bands right
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| Damn Right, Damn Right, Damn Right, Damn Right
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| Ima get my bands right
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| I can not be wit u though
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| Cause I gotta be with the doe
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| If you gotta leave there’s the door
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| All I gotta do is get my doe up
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| Pull up to the club
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| And they got me on an instrumental
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| If I walk in like a thug
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| It ain’t accidental
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| If I eat that pussy up
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| It was on the menu
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| If I ain’t your type of guy
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| Then I’m guessing that you’re mental
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| I’m rough and gentle
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| I’m light and heavy on the stencil
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| I ride the M2
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| See eye to eye when I be in you
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| But this a suit and tie event
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| And I suit you best when I tie your hands up
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| Now this a formal introduction
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| I built myself from the ground like construction
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| I found my way out the gutter when I couldn’t function
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| And I found a way to turn nothing into something yes
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| I’m a club filler
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| Rap gorilla
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| Entrepreneur from a dope dealer
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| There ain’t none realer
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| That’s facts on facts
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| All I’m tryna do is make that paper stack
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| Damn Right, Damn Right, Damn Right, Damn Right
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| Ima get my bands right
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| Damn Right, Damn Right, Damn Right, Damn Right
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| Ima get my bands right
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| Damn Right, Damn Right, Damn Right, Damn Right
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| Ima get my bands right
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| Damn Right, Damn Right, Damn Right, Damn Right
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| Ima get my bands right |