| I don’t even dance but I do the money dance
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| And my dick ain’t hard that’s a hunnid in my trunks
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| I can hurt him if he wants honey
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| Okay
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| Can he hurt me if he wants honey?
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| No way
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| See I don’t even dance but I do the money dance
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| And my dick ain’t hard that’s a hunnid in my trunks
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| Niggas know I got the drip on him
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| Okay
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| Can he get a whole block poppin'?
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| No way
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| Cruising in a Beemer or a Benz or whatever
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| Show this to your cousin or your friends or whatever
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| Show this to your brudda in the ends or whatever
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| He like it then it’s cool he don’t likee it it’s whatever
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| Man was tryna blag it like he certi and he clever
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| But this ain’t Mozzarella that’s Burrata in this Beretta
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| Although it might get sticky with the heat for certain breddas
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| Tell him only melts do a stretch for the cheddar
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| All this floating on a rock through space
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| Really doesn’t motivate me to be in the rat race
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| But I won first place while the race still on
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| I come a hella long way since flickies and bongs
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| It’s all whatever
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| You live then you die, live right to get your bread up
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| I tried to be a footballer my ligament would swell up
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| Oscaslatis savage when you banging in the headers
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| Skip to robbin' man for benners to afford Margielas
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| Twisted with the fellas we so mischievous and zealous
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| This viscous bassline ripped this kid from the terror
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| Now it’s big whips cruise control hot seats and fine leather
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| It’s all whatever
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| There’s more to life than this shit have your fun until you’re fed up
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| We all very hungry it’s about time that they fed us
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| Why they watching eaters doing eating gettin' jealous
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| All this floating on a rock through space
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| Really doesn’t motivate me to be in the rat race
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| But I won first place while the race still on
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| I come a hella long way since flickies and bongs
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| It’s all whatever
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| You live then you die, live right to get your bread up
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| I tried to be a footballer my ligament would swell up
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| Man, oscaslatis savage that’s why
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| I don’t even dance but I do the money dance
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| And my dick ain’t hard that’s a hunnid in my trunks
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| I can hurt him if he wants honey
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| Okay
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| Can he hurt me if he wants honey?
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| No way
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| See I don’t even dance but I do the money dance
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| And my dick ain’t hard that’s a hunnid in my trunks
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| Niggas know I got the drip on him
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| Okay
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| Can he get a whole block poppin'?
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| No way
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| Ay ay ay ay ay ay ay ay
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| You snitch, I got your bae’s face on my waist and it’s late
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| And she says that she wan' taste the dick
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| She a snake, a witch
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| She take the piss, she take the oooh
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| It made you sick
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| She raised the point, you ain’t on shit
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| She takes the mick, don’t hate the Wiz
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| It’s not my fault, rifle
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| Aim it at the bible
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| My crew, tribal
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| I got a bag of disciples, liable to find you
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| Aiming at a ting at a rival
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| Running all up in the yard 'fore I pack the chronic I probably might do
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| And I like that, fight back
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| Baseball bat night cap, no cap
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| Hold that, man swing or poke that
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| Woah, ak that’s cool aak but kids stay in school, facts, we need them
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| Don’t brainwash them to roll with tools ak
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| No lie you’re so right she blow mine like blow dry
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| She know my ting so wide she go slow, we know why
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| Oh my said
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| Oh my she so shy but hold nine
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| She grope mine deep throat mine she closed eyes it’s showtime
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| But it’s all whatever
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| You live then you die, live right to get your bread up
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| I tried to be a footballer my ligament would swell up
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| Man, oscaslatis savage that’s why
|
| I don’t even dance but I do the money dance
|
| And my dick ain’t hard that’s a hunnid in my trunks
|
| I can hurt him if he wants honey
|
| Okay
|
| Can he hurt me if he wants honey?
|
| No way
|
| See I don’t even dance but I do the money dance
|
| And my dick ain’t hard that’s a hunnid in my trunks
|
| Niggas know I got the drip on him
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| Okay
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| Can he get a whole block poppin'?
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| No way |