| I’ll never fuck behind another man
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| I stack my paper 'til they kill me right here where I stand
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| I turn the bass and pop the trunk and then I hit my stance
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| My money do not fold, so, pussy, don’t you understand?
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| I’m makin' money out the grave, ain’t got no time for no silly bitch
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| Hunnids jumpin' out my pockets, watch the bundle do a flip
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| Puffin' on the sticky green, I’m takin' it straight to the face
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| Redbone suckin' on me, let me bust my nut then switch the lanes
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| Gold things, scrapin' up the corner
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| Never walk without it so you better keep it on ya
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| Suckers steady hatin' on the player, not the gang
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| Bitches want some dick, there’s some things you cannot change, huh
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| Rollin' high, switchin' lanes
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| Push it on forties, you want this game
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| Rollin' high, switchin' lanes
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| Push it on forties, you want this game
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| Paper-chasin', makin' money, that’s all I know
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| Got the latin moves so I can move on
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| Check came, they started stalking my phone
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| Switchin' lanes, I’m always locked in my room
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| This one should be for my players, fuck all them perpetrators
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| Ain’t no one finna save these hoes so bye-bye, bitch, I’ll see you later
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| I came from mackin', I’m never slackin', I’m pistol-packin'
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| I serve up game and I pack it inside this golden wrappin'
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| You see the rims that I’m whippin', candy paint that’s steady drippin'
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| Money stackin' to the ceiling, bitch, we never simpin'
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| She bathin', dippin', enjoyin' all the Miami snow
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| I’m dipped in butter, I open hand and she let it go
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| I play a slut like a GameCube Nintendo
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| Ten K on my wrist with ten K on my dental
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| I keep a freak bitch 'cause I like me a nympho
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| Come check out my stable, come get you your issue
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| Rollin' high, switchin' lanes
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| Push it on forties, you want this game
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| Rollin' high, switchin' lanes
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| Push it on forties, you want this game |