| I’m dead fresh, fuck a cemetery
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| Leave a nigga an obituary
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| Shit is graphic, not fictionary
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| Me and money went and got married
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| Rock Versace like I’m gettin' sponsored
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| Muscled up, I ain’t have a sponsor
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| She gon' shake that ass then drop it
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| She the baddest, lil shawty got it, ooh
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| You know what that stick could do to you?
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| You know what the brick can do for you?
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| You know what them pounds can do for you, ooh
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| She gon' shake that ass then drop it
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| She the baddest, lil shawty got it, ooh
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| She gon' shake that ass then drop it
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| I don’t get mad, I get motivated
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| Real nigga way before the paper
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| In they face you can see the hatred
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| 'Cause a real nigga finally made it
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| Couple million in diamonds on me
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| Feds wasn’t up from rhymin' on it
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| At the top, yeah it’s kinda lonely
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| But I come from Top Ramen homie
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| Take it out the wrapper and bust it down
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| Tell the jeweler go’n bust it down
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| What it cost me, like fifty thou
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| Hit the lot with two-fifty now
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| All my niggas, yeah they eatin' with me
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| But they used to be starvin' with me
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| Nowadays you can’t bargain with me
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| In a foreign car with the carbon with me
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| Look happiness is priceless
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| Off the head, you can’t type this
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| In a two door, bitch you might fit
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| Two Asian hoes and a white bitch
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| Made a million off rap last year
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| Told the bitch you can’t crash here
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| Told the bitch you need a papsmear
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| Pussy smell like last year, it’s Philthy
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| I’m dead fresh, fuck a cemetery
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| Leave a nigga an obituary
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| Shit is graphic, not fictionary
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| Me and money went and got married
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| Rock Versace like I’m gettin' sponsored
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| Muscled up, I ain’t have a sponsor
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| She gon' shake that ass then drop it
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| She the baddest, lil shawty got it, ooh
|
| You know what that stick could do to you?
|
| You know what the brick can do for you?
|
| You know what them pounds can do for you, ooh
|
| She gon' shake that ass then drop it
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| She the baddest, lil shawty got it, ooh
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| She gon' shake that ass then drop it
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| Rockin' jewelry like I own a mine
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| Bought a Rollie, I’ma wear a time
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| Lil shawty bad, goddamn she fine
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| I smoke the strongest gas you can find
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| I’m the freshest nigga you ever seen
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| I’m a boss, gotta feed the team
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| Made a million dollars from the green
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| Shawty said she gonna fuck me good
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| We was sellin' P’s in the hood
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| Tryna limit, boy I wish you would
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| Fuck around and have you gone for good
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| Fuck around and throw a whole hundred on 'em
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| Fuck these niggas, I ain’t sparing none of them
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| I’m with Philthy in the Bay nigga
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| Hundred rounds, who want to play nigga?
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| Middle man, you in the way nigga
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| She gon' shake that ass then drop it
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| Ten racks nigga, in each pocket
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| Designer fillin' up a nigga’s closet
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| Had to leave a nigga unconcious
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| My niggas killer, they ain’t got a conscious
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| We ride around, nigga with them rockets
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| I know a plug in every single state
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| I’m dead fresh, fuck a cemetery
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| Leave a nigga an obituary
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| Shit is graphic, not fictionary
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| Me and money went and got married
|
| Rock Versace like I’m gettin' sponsored
|
| Muscled up, I ain’t have a sponsor
|
| She gon' shake that ass then drop it
|
| She the baddest, lil shawty got it, ooh
|
| You know what that stick could do to you?
|
| You know what the brick can do for you?
|
| You know what them pounds can do for you, ooh
|
| She gon' shake that ass then drop it
|
| She the baddest, lil shawty got it, ooh
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| She gon' shake that ass then drop it |