| They see you starve, don’t want you to eat, that’s when they shake the spoon
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| One of them ape baboons, banana clip, it’s gon' shake up the room, brrah
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| I fell in love with the streets, I’m thinkin' 'bout gettin' married,
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| jumpin' the broom
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| Chop it then get it to customers, reup again when the Megabus move
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| Christian Dior to the floor, floor, the new Richard Mille Balboa
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| Young nigga spendin', made steppin' a sport
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| We up the score and then watch 'em abort
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| I shoot the stick, see the fire like a torch
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| Had one in the head when I jumped off that porch
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| I got them bricks you can cook up and snort
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| Something you can whip with your auntie fork
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| Pull out a whip that they gotta import
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| My bitch Bora Bora, they tried to deport her
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| I Ford Explorer when they place them big orders
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| to Florida
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| Uh, cook up, doowop
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| I got that bitch in a leglock
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| Stick got 'em shaking like dreadlocks
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| Got the key to the cuff and the padlock
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| They see you starve, don’t want you to eat, that’s when they shake the spoon
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| One of them ape baboons, banana clip, it’s gon' shake up the room, brrah
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| I fell in love with the streets, I’m thinkin' 'bout gettin' married,
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| jumpin' the broom
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| Chop it then get it to customers, reup again when the Megabus move
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| They see you starve, don’t want you to eat, that’s when they shake the spoon
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| One of them ape baboons, banana clip, it’s gon' shake up the room, brrah
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| I fell in love with the streets, I’m thinkin' 'bout gettin' married,
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| jumpin' the broom
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| Chop it then get it to customers, reup again when the Megabus move
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| You runnin' them racks, you tryna get back, that’s when they shake the spoon
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| Niggas be hatin', but they stay in they place, when they see a nigga face,
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| don’t say nothin'
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| Niggas be saying they smoke, but who blow like a hookah, three-five on the
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| J-can?
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| Thirty round dick on the blick with a switch on the back, we’ll spray it like a
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| spray can
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| Everybody 'round me stick talk, stick talk, stick talk, stick talk, white chalk
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| 7.62s in the stick go boom, pounds in the trap like Adolph
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| Fuck nigga, stay out my radar
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| Blue hundreds turn Sunday to shake-off
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| She want some money, she take it off
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| From Monday to Monday, we bake it all, Longway, bitch
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| They see you starve, don’t want you to eat, that’s when they shake the spoon
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| One of them ape baboons, banana clip, it’s gon' shake up the room, brrah
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| I fell in love with the streets, I’m thinkin' 'bout gettin' married,
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| jumpin' the broom
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| Chop it then get it to customers, reup again when the Megabus move
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| They see you starve, don’t want you to eat, that’s when they shake the spoon
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| One of them ape baboons, banana clip, it’s gon' shake up the room, brrah
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| I fell in love with the streets, I’m thinkin' 'bout gettin' married,
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| jumpin' the broom
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| Chop it then get it to customers, reup again when the Megabus move |