| I be with them bitches who run the scene
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| I be with them niggas that play on them teams
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| We be them bitches that’s livin' yo dream
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| I be the illest bitch you ever seen
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| My bags all heavy ‘cause I got all this cash
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| But all this cash brought all them bags
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| Them boys all froze ‘cause of all this ass
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| You can’t just grab, boy you got to ask
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| Trinidad, yeah I keep a few niggas
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| They did it but, I’ma do it bigger (bigger, bigger)
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| I’ma G.O.A.L digger
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| Rockstar life and I’m just so iller
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| Got the fire, stop, drop and go
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| Black leather jacket, Rock & Roll
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| La, la, la, la, la, la-la, la, la-la (x8)
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| Pass the la, la, la, la, la, la-la, la, la-la
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| Laughin' at you like, ha ha ha ha-ha
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| What they talkin' ‘bout?, blazé, blah, blah-blah
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| They roll up, but they not as high as I
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| Salute
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| You in a real bitch presence
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| Nigga, don’t come through without no presents
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| Better bow down when you see them legends
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| Let a bitch speak when you see her step in
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| My bitches is ‘bout that life
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| Bought the money, when I rock that ice
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| Rather make a dollar than chase that pipe
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| Real bitches say «Yeah», if know I’m fuckin' right
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| ‘Bout that money, throw it in the air
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| If you really got it
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| You won’t even care
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| The genius, without a penis
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| Turnt out she was the meanest
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| Na, na, na, na, never seen it
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| Rockstar, ripped jeans shit, supreme shit
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| Supremacy!
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| Queen bitch, no symmetry
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| I’m the one, no copies, no sloppies
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| Fly like a butterfly, Ali
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| Come on Tim lets lock and load
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| Pop that pill and roll
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| If you really ‘bout that Rock & Roll
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| La, la, la, la, la, la-la, la, la-la (x8) |