| Boolin' at the basketball game
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| Dressed in Balmain (Fresh)
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| Dropped a hundred on the whole thing
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| Inside cost a whole thing
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| And I’m a, give you my all, first my whole name
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| I’m in her mouth just like Colgate
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| I’m really feelin' super light, aye
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| Hate me
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| Like a hate ladies man, like bait
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| Hop inside a Bentley with a red paper plate
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| Every time they hate I throw them bands like a bouquet
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| I ain’t Ray J but you can be my Kim K
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| Feelin' like the flippin' yellow green on like a cape
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| I don’t ever believe what Lil Kim say
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| Ballin' how you feel, you can jump in my league
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| Running to my head like a deal in this league
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| Man, everywhere she go, she ballin'
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| Yeah she got xans, she like, «Where Tar at?»
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| She don’t gangbang, she say she bang gangs
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| And she’ll fight, might knock 'em out the ring
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| Had a coke brick, she’ll whip it like a whip
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| I just wanna nut, she say that is easy like a baker
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| She just want a nigga, I don’t serve but I love maple
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| And that’s why she gon' watch me like cable
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| Take kare of her
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| If I don’t do nothin' in the world, swear to God I’m takin' kare of her
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| Take kare of lil mama, take kare of baby mama
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| Take kare of her
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| Take kare of her, take kare of her
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| Take kare of her
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| On a million, goin' to meet a billion
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| Bring the Bentley, you can keep the ceiling
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| Take a trip to Peru, baby suck my dog like Snoop
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| Blood gang, big ups soo woo
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| Dinosaur bank roll, woo woo
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| H&M ballin', ball a hundred ten
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| Throw my boy 6, bim bim
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| Baby keep that pussy
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| Baby keep that pussy clean, trill
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| Bought a castle with my last deal
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| Boy don’t talk about no fad deal
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| Lil nigga you laaaaaaaaame, okay
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| I’m a put the pedal to the race
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| I’m a pull the pedal, not the brake
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| Ice inside my ring, you can skate
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| Yeah this shit cold like a case
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| That a nigga went and snitched on him with
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| All these mothafuckin' bitch
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| I’m the shit, Hell I’m the shit
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| I’m a build a hole for a snitch, not a ditch
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| Shit
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| They be hatin' on my girl, though
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| And they wish they was the bitch they’re hatin'
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| Salutations to my old hoes
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| And thank you for your participation
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| No chasin' from a girl though
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| She go harder than me on, okay
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| Gettin' wasted with my girl
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| Then we 69 'til we need ventilation
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| You don’t know about it
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| Gotta open new accounts cause the others overcrowded
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| Gotta open up the stores when they’re closed when we shoppin'
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| For my girl, wear the clothes that ain’t nobody rockin'
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| She so bad, I don’t know what to do with her
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| I know just what to do in her
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| Homies hit me up, they said they’re goin' out tonight
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| I said I’m with my girl, tonight I can’t fuck with you niggas
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| I’m a take kare of her |