| Now come here miss lady can I date you baby
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| Make you cuckoo crazy for coco
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| I can loop you mami, I can scoop you mami
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| I can Coupe you mami with no dough
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| Now up jumps the boogie the range grain is cookie
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| We bang bang we boogie to the beat
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| My thang stain your bitches my blang blang you bitches
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| It’s Gain Green you bitches, we the streets
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| You say fuck me? |
| I feel the same way about you bitch
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| Niggas made you bitch and now you act like this
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| Well get yo head out yo ass nigga
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| Spent six cash, left the rest in the stash nigga
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| I sport coupes let the thang rip
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| I’m waterproof when the rain hit
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| Hit your main bitch, I’m boss Gain
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| The right side the Bent the left side is the Porsche lane
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| Fire with fire we fighting time to retire to your mic and
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| She ridin the pipe, mami she like it she psychic
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| And she like to play on the sidekick
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| I guarantee you gone like this
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| I ain’t bitin' my tongue, yeah I said it, Max is the nicest
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| G4 arms and all types of devices
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| Yellow green studs, all types of them ices
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| Baby come here, come holla, I’m all about that doller
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| Now come here miss lady can I date you baby
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| Make you cuckoo crazy for coco
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| I can loop you mami, I can scoop you mami
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| I can Coupe you mami with no dough
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| Now up jumps the boogie the range grain is cookie
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| We bang bang we boogie to the beat
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| My thang stain your bitches my blang blang you bitches
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| It’s Gain Greeney you bitches, we the streets
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| Chop up a nice big 8th for this
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| Fiends be lickin' the plates to it
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| And the bitches, they finger themselves up
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| The lil niggas eat and steady bringing themselves up
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| I keep the jails up, get Biggavell on your album
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| I add spunk, I can get your sales up
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| Come and fuck with your man
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| Ill get you in loops, get you a extra couple of grand
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| I let it splash from the mac milli
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| Who got the most swag on the wax really?
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| Who got the most bags better ask Nitti
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| Ima hit you with the jab if you act silly
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| I ain’t tryna put this game in a chokehold
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| Tryna see how much 'caine can a bowl hold
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| You can get a reign if your coke slow
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| You can get a range from the dope flow
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| You a slowpoke, catch up nigga
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| I’m a dump it in your chest, best vest up nigga
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| I’m a beast big, Biggavell streets big
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| Fly nigga, got more sneaks than the Heats nigga
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| Now come here miss lady can I date you baby
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| Make you cuckoo crazy for coco
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| I can loop you mami, I can scoop you mami
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| I can Coupe you mami with no dough
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| Now up jumps the boogie the range grain is cookie
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| We bang bang we boogie to the beat
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| My thang stain your bitches my blang blang you bitches
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| It’s Gain Greene you bitches, we the streets
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| You ain’t seen a nigga with my stature
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| Playtimes over when the cops come and catch you
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| I ain’t have a jag nor a rover
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| We was stuck in the hood had to cab all over
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| Had the bags all over the floor pits ate 'em up
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| High off the residue we tried to wake him up
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| Time to scrape em up
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| I trick six on a off day hit the block for a hour then I can make it up
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| My bitches cook and clean cause my hooks is mean
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| Young boss pimp, I’m a hooker’s dream
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| I took the Beam for a spin
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| Pray to the lord, get on my knees if I see 'em
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| Spray at your fort, get off my kneez then I grin
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| Who popped you? |
| You niggas live life of imposters
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| I’m on your roof with a chopper
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| It’s like taking candy from a baby, all the food in your locker
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| Now come here miss lady can I date you baby
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| Make you cuckoo crazy for coco
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| I can loop you mami, I can scoop you mami
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| I can Coupe you mami with no dough
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| Now up jumps the boogie the range grain is cookie
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| We bang bang we boogie to the beat
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| My thang stain your bitches my blang blang you bitches
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| It’s Gain Greeney you bitches, we the streets |