| Boss Biggavel
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| Young Los
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| You ready, French?
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| I seen it all before
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| Fuck standin' on the block
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| Nigga, we leanin' on your door
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| Leanin' with the 4
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| Bumpin' everything
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| Bet you come uh, come around
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| Bet mama come around, cause its barbeque
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| Show her little love, it ain’t hard to do
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| Dour, let’s go spark a funk
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| Gots keep these bitches satisfied
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| Gotta serenade
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| Chop 'em up and carrot cake
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| you the marinate
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| Whisper sexy thing in your ear
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| Like I’m doin' you
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| Baby girl, who cute as you?
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| Baby love the Cru and juice
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| Told her not to mix it, drink it straight
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| That it give you lip
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| Even that’d get the dick
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| Even without a good pick, on your camera phone
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| O’Shay, that’s the cannon chrome
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| Should have left the hammer home
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| Could have left that cannon home
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| They shot me dead in the street
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| Lucky it all a dream
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| She should have never fucked with me
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| She was a young bitch doin' her thing
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| Fuck with me
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| I said I should have never stuck with her
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| 'Cause all she wanted is diamonds and fur
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| Fuck with me
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| Them young niggas bossin'
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| Fuck what it cost
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| We don’t ask prices
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| Drive no license
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| Runnin' through the red light
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| Jewels like the headlight
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| You know we do it for the niggas doin' fed life
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| Like a reindeer runnin' through the snow
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| Me and Max like Phoenix in the Super Bowl
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| Deliver the pieces
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| Move with them heaters
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| And we don’t keep it real
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| Nigga, we really keep it
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| Nigga, treat the game like a whore with no panties on
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| Nigga, fuck it live with the cameras on
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| Go on beat your camera phone
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| Nigga photogenic
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| Max told me tell 'em, I’m a tell 'em
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| But this shit raw
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| And them Coke Wave boys gon' sell 'em
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| Niggas steady grindin' from the first to the first
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| And they say, what’s God playin' on me, curse
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| Coke Wave!
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| She should have never fucked with me
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| She was a young bitch doin' her thing
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| Fuck with me
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| I said I should have never stuck with her
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| 'Cause all she wanted is diamonds and fur
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| Fuck with me
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| Yeah, so now I got that ride
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| That Henny makes me click
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| That sour got me high, power conquer divide
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| Watch me drink with my enemies
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| Rock 'em all to sleep, like a lullaby
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| Know I got an alibi
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| Know I got a pal of mine
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| Gimme what I need
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| Got them stadiums for 34
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| Plenty bitches, dirty whore
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| Money, bitches, 34
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| Titties all so firm
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| Let me squeeze 'em till I see some milk
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| Frenchy that’s my guy
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| This is my new lane
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| Keep them hummers when we ride
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| She should have never fucked with me
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| She was a young bitch doin' her thing
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| Fuck with me
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| I said I should have never stuck with her
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| 'Cause all she wanted is diamonds and fur
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| Fuck with me |