| When I come up in the spot I want the hands jumpin'
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| So when I land, I demand you understand somethin'
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| I ain’t no rookie, ain’t no wussy, ain’t no pussy, ain’t no bitch
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| Playin' nookie, man, them bookies tried to book me for a zip
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| From my bars to my whip, dog, all my shit legit
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| Y’all fallin' for a bitch while I’m ballin' callin' chips
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| Y’all all up on my balls and my drawers on my dick
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| Yo she tryin' to find my tip while I’m tryin' to find me vic
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| 'Cause I’m in this bitch burnin', then who really isn’t
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| Man we got this bitch turnin', I’m slizzard and I feel it
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| The realest, I kill it, I’m in it 'til I finish
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| Man, fuck a million dollars, I could make it in a minute, nigga
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| Let me see your hands go up right now, right now
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| All my ladies, dance, leave your man right now
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| 'Cause I’m about to kill it
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| Ok it’s time to set the record straight, get up out your seats
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| I’m rhymin' with no effort, wait, and I make the beats
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| So I’m livin' it up, not givin' a fuck while sippin' a cup of this Henny
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| The women I sus, I’m swimmin' in bus, I blink, there’s twice as many
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| So what girl should I go home with? |
| Nah let’s make that plural
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| What girls should I go home with? |
| Throw your hands up for referral
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| Just like turtle, this my entourage, 'cause she just for ambience
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| Spanish women flockin' 'cause I give 'em what that cacha wants
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| That cacha talks, tells me I’m the greatest
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| Usted es el mas grande, motherfucker translate it
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| And you hate it 'cause I made it, I’m laughin' 'cause I’m famous
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| And Diemon’s full of lions, go ahead and try and tame us
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| Motherfucker
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| Let me see your hands go up right now, right now
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| All my ladies, dance, leave your man right now
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| 'Cause I’m about to kill it
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| Your bitch wants me, your girl do too
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| I’m grippin' on her butt, what the fuck you gonna do?
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| 'Cause you’re oh so wack, my dough bro slacks
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| And if you don’t know I blow dro, oh so fact
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| Ok I’m back like Carlito, black Al Pacino
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| Catch me in casino, sippin' pinot, spreadin' c-notes
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| And I see no women, I’m in beast mode
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| A to the B, see I’m stickin' to the G code
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| Bitch, I mean he throwed, overseas, three shows
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| Pickin' from my zips, smokin' three O’s with three hoes
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| See a writer need a page, a lion need a cage
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| I shine bright from afar, I’m a star, I need a stage
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| Let me see your hands go up right now, right now
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| All my ladies, dance, leave your man right now
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| 'Cause I’m about to kill it right now
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| Let me see your hands go up right now, right now
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| All my ladies, dance, leave your man right now
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| 'Cause I’m about to kill it right now |