| Niggas that’s me in that nice ass house
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| Butt-naked bitch with a nice ass
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| Walking around saying «you got a nice ass house»
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| My phone keep ringing though, my bad
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| I think my girl got me on Spycam, now
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| My homies call cocaine white trash
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| Charge you double just to take my trash out
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| I can not fuck with you bitch, cause you gon' get a nigga busted
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| Worrying 'bout the wrong things while I’m hustling
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| Put the dick up in your mouth while it’s running bitch don’t ask no questions
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| Soon as I heard they said «young nigga killed it»
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| Cause I go too hard I eat beats, mmm scrumptious delicious
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| You chewing your kidneys I hope you see blood in when you pissing
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| And we run up in your house on Christmas, and don’t ask no questions
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| Just shoot whoever’s present, why they open their presents up
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| Please Lord forgive me, I just talked to my reverend
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| Asked him if I’m the devil he said «that's these bitches»
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| See I’m from New Orleans, that bitch is infested
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| Shoot out like the Westerns, kill you and your bestie
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| Pay niggas to do it correctly, two ninas they lesbians
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| I gotta shoot you with both or else one would get jealous
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| I make money not exceptions, take pills like breath mints
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| She just get dick and refreshments, free all my dogs in corrections
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| We all we got don’t need extras, we don’t expect shit
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| We don’t get mad over pussy, I’m probably lying in some pussy
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| While fools out here dying over pussy, and that’s what I don’t understand
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| Cause a young nigga living right
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| Young nigga living right
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| (Nigga) Yeah a young nigga living right
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| A young nigga living right
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| Don’t get me wrong, I had to get it right
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| But now a young nigga living right
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| Bitches see me and start getting right
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| Because they know a nigga living right
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| (You see)
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| Standing on the top I got a
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| Lot of observations
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| Young nigga lot of options
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| You, you
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| Running through a check
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| Buying all the champagne, been blowing up the net
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| And setting all the trends, showing niggas what’s next
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| I was drinking coffee, smoking weed on the jet
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| Probably with your wifey, getting her back for pillow talk, but we ain’t talking
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| Getting top, I’m laying on top, swear to God I had a chopper
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| Now the gun biz are the friends hopping out of helicopters
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| I be rolling out the doctor’s wishes
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| Counting up the money, kicking out the bitches
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| Cause they all up on you but be gone when it get real
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| Bitches ain’t shit but a brick to your windshield
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| Shows in the evening, business meetings in the morning
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| (Hooo)
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| Goons on deck, don’t make a nigga sic ‘em on ya
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| (Go, go, go)
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| Niggas talking shit gon' make a nigga get pneumonia
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| Wrist so cold, think it’s sick and got Ebola
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| Crib so big got a bitch in every corner
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| Joint smoke good ‘cause I showed her how to roll it
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| In the mornings I got meetings with my lawyer
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| Arguments I’ll never be a part of
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| Love pussy and some good conversation
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| And that money, we don’t ever see a shortage
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| Nigga run up on me, he gonna be a goner
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| Bruce Wayne whip, I got a new favorite bitch
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| I got a joint I just rolled, I got a Liu Kang kick
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| I gotta do it big, it’s just how I do things
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| (Uh)
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| Cause a young nigga living right
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| Young nigga living right
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| (Nigga) Yeah a young nigga living right
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| A young nigga living right
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| Don’t get me wrong, I had to get it right
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| But now a young nigga living right
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| Bitches see me and start getting right
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| Because they know a nigga living right
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| (You see)
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| My homie got the pistol and he might spazz out
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| Light span, mothafuckin' light span
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| That shit all depend on how tonight pan out
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| Oh, I said these hoes ain’t right man
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| I left my shady bitch, I got a nice tan now
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| Red bandana in my right pocket
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| So if I pull the trigger I can wipe that down
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| I just put my gun up in her Coach bag
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| I won’t hesitate to pull it right back out
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| Life Coach, I don’t need no life coach
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| To coach me through my motherfuckin' ups and downs
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| Tell a bitch don’t ask no questions, my money so old
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| I tell my new money, respect your elders
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| I’m starting to get jealous of my own reflection
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| The young nigga sexy, a young nigga healthy
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| A young nigga flexing, I’m counting my blessings
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| Achoo, God bless me, thank you, you’re welcome
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| I talk to my reverend, asked him if there’s a heaven
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| A heaven for a G, because me and my gangstas
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| Done done it all but never tell, he say «we already in hell»
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| I said «ain't that a bitch» ‘cause I work too hard
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| But still thankful as if this shit came as a gift
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| I just pray for my niggas that’s out there still slangin' that shit
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| Keep my distance, I can’t take that risk, I hope they understand
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| Cause a young nigga living right
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| Young nigga living right
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| (Nigga) Yeah a young nigga living right
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| A young nigga living right
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| Don’t get me wrong, I had to get it right
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| But now a young nigga living right
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| Bitches see me and start getting right
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| Because they know a nigga living right
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| (You see) |