| Step 1, we back to the street
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| Step 2, I can control of me
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| Step 3, check it out now
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| Hey baby I'm ready you just follow me
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| Put your hands like that (Woah)
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| Scream like this (Yeah)
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| From now on, no flex, no trap
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| Hey baby, we back to the swag
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| Put your hands like that (Woah)
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| Scream like this (Yeah)
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| From now on, no flex, no trap
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| Hey baby, we back to the swag
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| Like that, la-la-la-la like that
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| Like that, la-la-la-la like that
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| My mother is an alien, my coen is a shooting star
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| Can I kick it stupid hoes
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| I need the 119
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| When I pass by, they say «Oh my God»
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| Flashing from east to west, look at ma jacket
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| I'm driver, get out of the way, your taxi
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| Rule your mind, like Mary and me
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| 'Cause I'm representing this city, I never leave it out
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| Don't take it out, look at me in Korean hip-hop
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| Spit out this flow again, brake the bang
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| TNC Gang, Double T got the swag
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| We're doing this every day, busy
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| A real star appeared in this city
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| Nihao, my style that matches the top and bottom
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| Rhythm and flow, another flowing song, flowing body
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| And ladies get down, under me long
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| Put your hands like that (Woah)
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| Scream like this (Yeah)
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| From now on, no flex, no trap
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| Hey baby, we back to the swag
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| Put your hands like that (Woah)
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| Scream like this (Yeah)
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| From now on, no flex, no trap
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| Hey baby, we back to the swag
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| Like that, la-la-la-la like that
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| Like that, la-la-la-la like that
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| Even today, my name is heard over and over again
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| Break down and dance time, unusual rhythm
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| Bad boys fuck swag fuck the world
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| NSG Lil tachi fire and oil
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| Now fit me, you fit me
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| Ringing kick and snare, we drink smoke
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| A ring gold chain around my neck, the bass that gets stronger
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| Don't make fun of me because I'm young
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| Who we are Double Double Double T
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| I open my eyes and run away, I don't have a habit
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| Hip hop to the pop, who's looking at us?
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| I'm going to drop it, I'm going out
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| This is a drunken, stinging skill, rap injection
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| Versace on a body, terrifying medusa
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| This song is a mockery towards you
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| Infinity combo you say no more
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| Hibiri hip hibiri hop, freaky freaky what
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| Represent this street, I'm a superstar
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| Air force one, wearing a snapback
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| Pants down all the way, turn it up
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| We back to the swag, you know what I’m mean
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| Hey baby, do you believe in oppa?
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| Double t we breaking back in the game
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| You know me swag this rappin' again
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| Put your hands like that (Woah)
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| Scream like this (Yeah)
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| From now on, no flex, no trap
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| Hey baby, we back to the swag
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| Put your hands like that (Woah)
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| Scream like this (Yeah)
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| From now on, no flex, no trap
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| Hey baby, we back to the swag
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| Like that la la la la like that
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| Like that la la la la like that
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| Like that la la la la like that
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| Like that la la la la like that
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| Put your hands like that (Woah)
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| Scream like this (Yeah)
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| From now on, no flex, no trap
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| Hey baby, we back to the swag
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| Put your hands like that (Woah)
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| Scream like this (Yeah)
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| From now on, no flex, no trap
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| Hey baby, we back to the swag |