| Yesterday's price is not today's price
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| Like, like-like, crack-crack, like, like
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| Like, li-li-crack, crack, crack
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| Imaginary players ain't been coached right
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| Master recipes under stove lights
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| The number on this jersey is the quote price
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| You ordered Diet Coke, that's a joke, right?
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| Everybody get it off the boat, right?
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| But only I can really have a snow fight
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| Detroit nigga challenge, what's your dope like?
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| If your Benz bigger, step it up to Ghost life
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| Missy was our only misdemeanor
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| My tunnel vision's better under stove lights
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| You ordered Diet Coke, that's a joke, right?
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| My workers compensated so they don't strike
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| Wish me luck, see green like Don Bishop
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| The ones you trust don't change like them chains you tuck
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| Far as I'm concerned, who's the best? |
| Me and Ye-zos
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| Wash, then dry, said, "Give me all of mine in pesos"
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| Add it up (Add it up)
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| Your bitches in them pictures but they laser taggin' us
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| They mad at us, who wouldn't be?
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| We became everything you couldn't be
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| Everything your mama said you shouldn't be
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| The Porsche's horses revvin', like, "Look at me"
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| Saddle up
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| I'm still pitchin', baby, batter up
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| Imaginary players ain't been coached right
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| Master recipes under stove lights
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| The number on this jersey is the quote price
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| You ordered Diet Coke, that's a joke, right?
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| All you niggas get it off the boat, right?
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| But only I can really have a snow fight
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| Detroit nigga challenge, what's your dope like?
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| If your Benz bigger, step it up to Ghost life
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| The flow's untouched, the drums is tucked
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| Drive Cullinan when roads get rough
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| Snows are must, the nose adjust
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| Young Gs like we Hov and Puff
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| Best jewelries and hoes we lust
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| Chanel trinkets and hoes'll blush
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| Crush hearts like pretty boys
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| And we drivin' pretty toys
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| Extendoes will make plenty noise
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| Crescendo make your car endo
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| Pierce your car window
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| Missy was our only misdemeanor
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| Nike box hold a hundred thou' with no insoles, uh
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| The crack era was such a Black era
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| How many still standin' reflectin' in that mirror?
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| Lucky me
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| Imaginary players ain't been coached right
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| Master recipes under stove lights
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| The number on this jersey is the quote price
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| You ordered Diet Coke, that's a joke, right?
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| All you niggas get it off the boat, right?
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| But only I can really have a snow fight
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| Detroit nigga challenge, what's your dope like?
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| If your Benz bigger, step it up to Ghost life |