| Adversaries call me on my Blackberry
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| Adversaries call me on my Blackberry
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| On my cell phone, now I’m on my iPhone
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| She thought it was the cat phone, now I’m on my bat phone
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| Uhhh
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| Flipping on the scene, I feel like Charlie Sheen
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| About to pour some lean, just popped half a bean
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| Now I’m jumping out the gym like Gerald Green
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| Nothing in my Swisher but that kerosene
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| All about Hamiltons, Texas Rangers
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| Balling like the Pacers, call me Danny Granger
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| Do not talk to strangers, because it might bring danger
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| They could run up with that banger, send you to the angels
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| Feel like Patrick Ewing, pull up in that Buick
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| Bad bitch on that fluid, want me to chop and screw it
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| Got a friend, they both looking nice
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| Call Jody Highroller, tell 'em bring the rice
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| Versace station wagon, ride insurance Nationwide
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| About to start making waves, high tide
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| A high side, I glide like Clyde, doors suicide
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| 30 karat baguettes got my body jewelified
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| My blades cut like it’s some knives in the moonlight
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| Dim the lights, battery low from my trunk thunder
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| My shoes Barry Larkin, my feathers goose parka
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| Gucci waterfalls, rap game Stacey Augmon
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| Summer hummer I’m dodging dumpster
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| Pull up at your college and I look like Wayne Wonder
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| I bring Nevada in the caramel coated apple
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| My bat phone, I’m trying to develop a new chapter
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| Riff |