| She gon' glide like a kite
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| Ride like a bike
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| Blind, out of sight
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| I want that mind with no cap on it
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| Ridin' with that strap on me
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| Big bomb, got that pack on me
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| Swag, you can never jack, homie
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| Quarterback, you want the sack, don’t you?
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| Glide like a kite
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| Ride like a bike
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| Blind, out of sight
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| I want that mind with no cap on it
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| Ridin' with that strap on me
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| Big bomb, got that pack on me
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| Swag, you can never jack, homie
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| Quarterback, you want the sack, don’t you?
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| I’m a hustler, not a lover
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| He love how hard I be thuggin'
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| I play my part when we fuckin', it get to the wire
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| I’m right on his side and I’m bustin'
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| He know it’s nothin', down ass bitch
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| When it’s time to slide I’m with the shits
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| This our business, we don’t post no pics
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| Lot of niggas tried but still ain’t hit
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| Bustdown Audemar on my wrist
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| Ball like swish, never met a bitch like this
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| I’ll turn a nigga to a trick
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| Fuck my nigga with a bitch
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| Bonnie and Clyde with a twist
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| Pussy make him walk with a limp
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| Pussy too good for a simp
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| Big dicks, no shrimps
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| Pop a 30, make a film
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| Shit so wet, gotta swim
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| Ball hard, break the rim
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| He won’t leave me, I’m his lil' baby
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| Diamonds, they dancing like Patrick Swayze
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| I throw it back, make him go crazy
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| I throw it back, make him go crazy
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| Make it nasty, don’t treat me like a lady
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| Shinin' bright so these bitches look shady
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| Got in my Birkin so you gotta pay me
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| Ain’t lookin' for help, no, I don’t need no savin'
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| She gon' glide like a kite
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| Ride like a bike
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| Blind, out of sight
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| I want that mind with no cap on it
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| Ridin' with that strap on me
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| Big bomb, got that pack on me
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| Swag, you can never jack, homie
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| Quarterback, you want the sack, don’t you?
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| Glide like a kite
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| Ride like a bike
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| Blind, out of sight
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| I want that mind with no cap on it
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| Ridin' with that strap on me
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| Big bomb, got that pack on me
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| Swag, you can never jack, homie
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| Quarterback, you want the sack, don’t you?
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| VVS’s give me clarity
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| All of these niggas, they stare at me
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| I got 'em hooked like amphetimines
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| He give me better things
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| I want the band, fuck the wedding ring
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| Fuck you mean?
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| I dropped thirty on a wristwatch
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| No, this Rollie don’t tick tock
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| It’ll get your bitch got
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| Gotta keep a nigga with big blocks
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| And he gotta ball like Rick Fox
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| Diamonds glass and they cuttin'
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| Drive the Wraith like a bucket
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| Outer space when we fuckin'
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| He push on all of my buttons
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| Won’t tell our business, I won’t tell 'em nothin'
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| Ferragamo, I think he tryna cuff it
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| Double cup, yeah, I’m thinkin' of 'Tussin
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| Out the mud, yeah, we built it from nothin'
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| Boss bitch, and I know that he love it (He said)
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| Shawty, just swing my way
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| You been on my mind and my dreams all day
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| I been gettin' money, countin' green all day
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| Drop a location, I’m on my way
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| Baby, don’t play with me
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| I do not lay up, we do not Netflix and chill
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| You know my pedigree
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| If you the one for me, show me your love and it’s real
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| She gon' glide like a kite
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| Ride like a bike
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| Blind, out of sight
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| I want that mind with no cap on it
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| Ridin' with that strap on me
|
| Big bomb, got that pack on me
|
| Swag, you can never jack, homie
|
| Quarterback, you want the sack, don’t you?
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| Glide like a kite
|
| Ride like a bike
|
| Blind, out of sight
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| I want that mind with no cap on it
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| Ridin' with that strap on me
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| Big bomb, got that pack on me
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| Swag, you can never jack, homie
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| Quarterback, you want the sack, don’t you? |