| He sound like Shawty Lo, on God
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| Keep all that
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| OG Mac
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| Commas and shit, drum equipped (Bitch)
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| Monkeys and lions and llamas and shit (Yeah, yeah)
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| Fuck all that cappin', I’m huntin' a lick (Rrah)
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| Fuck all that cappin', I’m huntin' a lick (Live life)
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| Commas and shit, drum equipped (Bitch)
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| Monkeys and lions and llamas and shit (Pussy boy)
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| Fuck all that cappin', I’m huntin' a lick (Hoo)
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| Fuck all that cappin', I’m huntin' a lick (Shit)
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| I’m in this bitch like it’s tool time (Yeah, I am)
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| Get your ass wet like it’s pool time (Grrah)
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| Mountain of dope and I move mine
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| Coca that’s white as a chalk line (Hoo)
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| Nah, for real, though, you know what I’m sayin', we got that shit
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| You know, you know, you know what’s goin' on
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| Gon' step, gon' step, gon' step, you know what I’m sayin'? |
| (No cap)
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| One-two step like Ciara, bitch
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| Yeah, yeah, bitch
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| Eye on the prize and I’m hawkin' 'em (Yeah, I am)
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| Follow the money, I’m stalkin' it (Damn)
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| Roll through your city, I’m trolleying (Rrah)
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| Back from the cop, it’s the body 'fit (Woo)
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| Fraud as the rebels, they acknowledge it (Lil' bitch)
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| Fill up his body with hollow tips (Hah)
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| Jump a lil' bitch on his froggy shit (Damn)
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| Jump a lil' bitch on his froggy shit (Yeah, yeah)
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| Commas and shit, drum equipped (Count, count)
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| Monkeys and lions and llamas and shit (Rrah)
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| Fuck all that cappin', I’m huntin' a lick (Bitch)
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| Fuck all that cappin', I’m huntin' a lick (Live life)
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| Commas and shit, drum equipped (Hoo)
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| Monkeys and lions and llamas and shit (Hoo)
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| Fuck all that cappin', I’m huntin' a lick (Shit)
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| Fuck all that cappin', I’m huntin' a lick
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| Commas and shit (Racks)
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| Pussy boy shoot with that drum on a bitch
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| Back to back with them bullets, no llama, I spit
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| It’s so big from the back, put a thumb in that shit
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| In the coupe when I pull up, I’m swervin', you heard it
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| When eatin', better not drop a crumb in this bitch
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| Cartier, I see right through the fog in my lens
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| Got like too many racks stuck to my jugular, bitch
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| D sign a ho, ain’t no OVO
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| Tryna ball, she can’t work me, no jumping ropes
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| Fuck niggas trickin' for fun, active
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| I’ma call the play just like I’m John Madden
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| If he playin' broke, I play the sun, scratch him
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| Hellcat, I got water like pond, no tap
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| Take my hat off, known for what? |
| Ain’t no cappin'
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| When I up the fye, give me that money, I’m jackin'
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| Money, I’m jackin'
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| Commas and shit, drum equipped (Bitch)
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| Monkeys and lions and llamas and shit (Yeah, yeah)
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| Fuck all that cappin', I’m huntin' a lick (Rrah)
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| Fuck all that cappin', I’m huntin' a lick (Live life)
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| Commas and shit, drum equipped (Bitch)
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| Monkeys and lions and llamas and shit (Pussy boy)
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| Fuck all that cappin', I’m huntin' a lick (Hoo)
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| Fuck all that cappin', I’m huntin' a lick (Shit)
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| I’m in this bitch like it’s tool time (Yeah, I am)
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| Get your ass wet like it’s pool time (Grrah)
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| Mountain of dope and I move mine
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| Coca that’s white as a chalk line
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| You know what the fuck goin' on
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| No cap
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| Hah, bitch
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Damn
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| Grrah
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| Hoo
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| Lil' bitch
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| Hah
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| Damn |