| Soon as I pull up
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| Yeah, my wrist want attention
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| Got your bitch in my section
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| I can feel all the tension
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| By the way did I mention
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| I’m with all of my henchman
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| And you know, they on gold, yeah woah
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| Soon as I pull up
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| And my wrist on froze
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| And your bitch, she chose
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| I’m with all of my bros
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| And we gon' keep on flexin'
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| And we gon' keep on flexin'
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| Balling hard no question, yeah
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| Soon as I pull up
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| Steady chasing the money, it took me to better places
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| Black diamonds with the white diamonds
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| Yeah, we call that shit segregation
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| VVS’s yeah, they always shining
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| Got 'em sick, you can peep they faces
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| Mighta said I ain’t fucking with him
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| But you can never say, I ever hated
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| All this gas got me elevated
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| They ain’t think that I will ever make it
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| Your bitch she gave me good brain
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| You can tell she was educated
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| I beat the pussy, I never ate it
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| She can never say we ever dated
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| She can never be my main
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| 'Cause I’m in too love with the big faces
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| While you be holding hands with your bitch
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| I been in the car, popping xans with your bitch
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| Me and all my man’s hit your bitch
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| I’m bout to get some head in my whip, yeah
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| Soon as I pull up
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| Yeah, my wrist want attention
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| Got your bitch in my section
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| I can feel all the tension
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| By the way did I mention
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| I’m with all of my henchman
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| And you know, they on gold, yeah woah
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| Soon as I pull up
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| And my wrist on froze
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| And your bitch, she chose
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| I’m with all of my bros
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| And we gon' keep on flexin'
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| And we gon' keep on flexin'
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| Balling hard no question, yeah
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| Soon as I pull up
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| Open my door, see all that smoke
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| I want your hoe
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| Nobody know, I been on the low
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| Made me a million, the game got a dealing
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| I’m concerned about you, 'cause all you my children
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| I’m rollin' and sippin' (I'm rollin' and sippin')
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| Go smoke 'til the ceiling (go smoke 'til the ceiling)
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| She ain’t tryna fuck, get right in the truck
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| And move on to some' different
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| I’m always getting paid, doing new day today’s so you see how I’m living
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| I hop in my ride two licks to the side and now that bitch tippin'
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| Whole lotta Bombay, whole lotta Hennessy
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| Whole lotta niggas 'round to hold down my enemies
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| Whole lotta weed getting rolled in a paper plane
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| Whole lotta bitches scream my name
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| Soon as I pull up
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| Yeah, my wrist want attention
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| Got your bitch in my section
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| I can feel all the tension
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| By the way did I mention
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| I’m with all of my henchman
|
| And you know, they on gold, yeah woah
|
| Soon as I pull up
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| And my wrist on froze
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| And your bitch, she chose
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| I’m with all of my bros
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| And we gon' keep on flexin'
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| And we gon' keep on flexin'
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| Balling hard no question, yeah
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| Soon as I pull up
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| Bitches be waiting on me
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| 'Cause all of these diamonds be skating on me
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| I take his bitch and I know, that he sad
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| He can’t do shit but keep hating on me
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| 'Cause he know, the gang is with me
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| And he know, they ain’t playing me
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| And he know, that they’re sprayin' for me
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| Soon as I pull up
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| Yeah, my wrist want attention
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| Got your bitch in my section
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| I can feel all the tension
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| By the way did I mention
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| I’m with all of my henchman
|
| And you know, they on gold, yeah woah
|
| Soon as I pull up
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| And my wrist on froze
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| And your bitch, she chose
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| I’m with all of my bros
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| And we gon' keep on flexin'
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| And we gon' keep on flexin'
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| Balling hard no question, yeah
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| Soon as I pull up |