| You ain’t never catchin me
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| Pimping to the third degree
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| All up in this bitch
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| Doggin hoes, that’s my pedigree
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| Pucci to the ground
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| Fuck it, I’m a thrift ho
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| A-Life to the ground
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| Bury me a rich ho
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| You know the name
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| Debbie or it’s Debbie cakes
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| That’s on the bay
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| I’m a mack, like Ruby Rey
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| Codeine in the cupboard
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| Bouncin' like some rubber
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| Everybody know, I’m a pretty muthafucka
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| Roll up that swisha
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| I’m so high believe us
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| Head so in the clouds
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| That I’m head-butting Jesus
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| Oh, oh, My Jesus
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| Oh, oh, My Jesus
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| Vince gave mew that shine
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| Now mama watch me get this
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| I’m moving weight, and I ain’t talking bout no fitness
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| All these haters gotta get it, Got these bars like Saint Quentin
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| I’m moving weight, I ain’t talking about no fitness
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| All these haters gotta get it, Shout it out if you feel it
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| I’m a pretty muthafucka
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| Stunt like no otha
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| All about my bread
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| Pockets fatter than a Hummer
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| Codeine in the cupboard
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| Bouncin' like some rubber
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| Everybody know, I’m a pretty muthafucka
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| I’m pretty, pr-pretty work it bitch
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| If you pretty, pr-pretty work it bitch
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| Ay I’m pretty, pr-pretty work it bitch
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| If you pretty, pr-pretty muthafucka
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| Oakland till I D.I.E
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| Sat on the side of me
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| Frisco gotta rep it
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| And goddammit Richmond make em see
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| The Bay, the bay, the bay, ay
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| Run it back
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| The yay, that shay, that’s 40 short, holla back
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| Beep beep, the general, Jay stylin' on em'
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| YSL vision, Gold get to dripping
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| Fubu make it new, How I do on the realness
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| And finess with that ease, On that car- poster shit
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| Damn right them used jeans
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| Yeah real talk, Them used jeans
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| Got more jewels than Goldstein
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| I’m so seen, you unseen
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| Mood swing, ay, I’m so mean with this inseam
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| And I rock it till pure perfection
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| This for you, this for you, If you out there flexin
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| Ain’t gotta tell them nothin
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| Cause they know, ay they know, ay they know, ay they know
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| I’m a pretty muthafucka
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| Stunt like no otha
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| All about my bread
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| Pockets fatter than a Hummer
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| Codeine in the cupboard
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| Bouncin' like some rubber
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| Everybody know, I’m a pretty muthafucka
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| I’m pretty, pr-pretty work it bitch
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| If you pretty, pr-pretty work it bitch
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| Ay I’m pretty, pr-pretty work it bitch
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| If you pretty, pr-pretty muthafucka
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| Oakland till I D.I.E |