| Ooh-ooh-oh, mmh
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| Ooh-ooh-oh, yeah yeah yeah
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| Ooh-ooh-oh, ooh-ooh-oh, ey ey
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| Said all my niggas one hunnid and all my bitches is too
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| I love your squad and just laying while we ain’t fuckin' with you
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| We posting heavy with bitches bottles to many for two
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| These bitches dancing for dollars, I save em up for the group
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| What a due, fuck is you, with a drink, with a broo?
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| I’m the illest in my city man I thought you niggas knew
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| Man I’m the king around here, bitch will do my thing around ya
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| Feeling like 2 Chainz around here, Lorac get some rings around here
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| Muhfucka I spaz out and I wait on that
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| Velcro flow hoes stay on strap
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| This shit lit flow stay on west, do you come to my show
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| It’s only right then I bounce a little
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| Ass to the right let it broke a little
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| I’m a real ass one but I joke a little
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| Put a spliff in the air and let us smoke a little, like aah
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| Bitch I wasn’t playing 'bout the shit
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| You just mad 'cause you got me in the bed with your chick
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| What you sayin' oh you 'bout to juke and hang with the clique
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| So I pull up with the thang on my wrist, on my wrist like
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| I pull up, I pull up no wonder these niggas don’t like you
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| I pull up, I pull up your chick on my left and
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| I pull up, I pull up
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| I piss on the game like a pull up
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| like «pull up»
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| I hop out the whip with a smile on my face don’t you know
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| I look great, thought you knew?
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| What a day, how are you?
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| Oh I’m great, thought you knew?
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| What a day, how are you?
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| How are you? |
| yeah, How are you? |
| yeah oh
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| How are you? |
| ooh, How are you? |
| ooh
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| How are you? |
| How are you?
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| Everythings well okay, I’m doing well okay
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| Being getting to the money since I was like 12 okay
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| Ring bells okay
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| Yo, and a verse on a track for them
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| If they ask for him then I’m back again
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| A BJ you my PJ’s, that’s a trip yeah
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| Got a stash in my cabinet
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| A pretty chick on her knees like she Kaepernick
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| If you get offended by that line
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| Then boy you dry some apple chips
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| Fathom this, I’m running from the fashion sense
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| I stash the whip, the Benz when I pass the kids
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| They mad I’m rich, the shit nigga scratch snip
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| Two cribs at the same block, ask your bitch aah
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| They hate me and talking
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| I just give 'em love I don’t know what to do
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| I’m just being me
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| Everytime that you see me I’m speaking the truth
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| I got it from nothing
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| I’m just tryna show 'em the way that I loot
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| You can do it too, yeah
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| I’m great how are you today?
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| I look great, thought you knew?
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| What a day, how are you?
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| Oh I’m great, thought you knew?
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| What a day, how are you?
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| How are you? |
| yeah, How are you? |
| yeah oh
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| How are you? |
| ooh, How are you? |
| ooh
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| How are you? |
| How are you?
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| Ooh-ooh-oh, mmh
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| Ooh-ooh-oh, yeah yeah yeah
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| Ooh-ooh-oh, ooh-ooh-oh, ey ey
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| Said all my niggas one hunnid and all my bitches is too
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| I love your squad we ain’t fuckin' with you |