| Yea, yea
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| Dressed in all — designer
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| Gang-gang bout to set your work on fire
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| Drippin' holy water when I slide out
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| She be d-hydrated, I supplied her
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| She like to put it down, yeah, she’s a freak, yeah
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| She rolling with the gang throughout the weekend
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| We really in this, ain’t no need to pretend
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| If you’re playing safe, jump in the deep end
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| Put it, put it down for a baller
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| I’ma work your back and turn your room into a sauna
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| Usain Bolt — I
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| Run the marathon, I push it in real deep and take your mind to Arizona
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| She really think I’m done I break her pussy yeah-yeah
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| Them fuck boys trynna flex, I look at them like (*gun shot*)
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| Tired of having roaches in the bando
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| I can kill for this, don’t make me Rambo
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| All my squad we stay faded
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| All my life I’ve upgraded
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| You don’t even know the difference
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| I don’t need your recognition
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| All my squad we stay wavey
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| I turn up and we rolling up, we rolling up
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| Put it, put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller
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| 'Cause I ain’t leaving til' I’m getting what’s mine
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| Put it, put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller
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| You know they love when I don’t reply
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| Put it, put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller
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| 'Cause I’ma do this til I’m no longer alive, yeah
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| Put it down for a baller
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| Put it, put it, put it down for a baller
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| Put it, put it, put it down for a real one
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| For Ameriqano mami be a Pilgrim
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| Funny fakes ain’t allowed in my building
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| If a Jake come around he’d probably kill one
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| 'Cause we littier than candles on a B-Day
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| No delay, boy, 'dat money comin' in three-way
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| Popped a couple ecstasy and then a xanny — just to ease pain
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| Popped a couple ecstasy and then a xanny — just to replay
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| Highest class on da wrist, huh
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| I might thrash up da ritz, what?
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| Damon Dash with ya bitch
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| I ain’t asked for das ass got the pass like an assist, boy
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| If I hit, I might be missed, boy
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| Young hitta on dat Pink Floyd
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| Rockin' chin chilla mink go kiss dat ring, boy
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| Yoppa ring ding a ling for every snitch, boy
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| Went from 100 rubles to a million
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| Fumbled up my funds, now I feed really domb
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| Come back to jungle, did a hit-n-run
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| Pay back is bitch, I made that missy cum
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| Won’t ya put it, put it down, down
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| To some jerimih sound
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| Six and six upside down
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| Give 'n get some mind now
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| Sinnin' in da night loud
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| Livin' lit til' lights out
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| Liberty for life now
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| All my squad we stay faded
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| All my life I’ve upgraded
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| You don’t even know the difference
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| I don’t need your recognition
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| All my squad we stay wavey
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| I turn up and we rolling up, we rolling up
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| Put it, put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller
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| 'Cause I ain’t leaving til' I’m getting what’s mine
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| Put it, put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller
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| You know they love when I don’t reply
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| Put it, put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller
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| 'Cause I’ma do this til I’m no longer alive, yeah
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| Put it down for a baller
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| Put it, put it, put it down for a baller
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| Put it, put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller
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| 'Cause I ain’t leaving til' I’m getting what’s mine
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| Put it, put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller
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| You know they love when I don’t reply
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| Put it, put it, put it, put it, put it down for a baller
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| 'Cause I’ma do this til I’m no longer alive, yeah
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| Put it down for a baller
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| Put it, put it, put it down for a baller |