| This ain’t a Milly Rock, this a money dance
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| And my dick ain’t hard, that’s a thirty in my pants
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| I got thirty of them bands, I’ma make a stripper dance
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| And I’ma fuck a nigga bitch 'cause he nerdy, she a fan
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| The molly either white or it’s yellow like some sand
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| If you need it, hit my line, know I got it, I’m the man
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| Oxycontin, thizzle, Xans, that’s what made me all these bands
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| Niggas talkin' hella reckless so we layin' all these hands
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| Bands, bands, bands, all I think about commas
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| Thirty in a forty, all I think about drama
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| I’m finna get this money, give it right to my mama
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| Playin' with the chicken, you gon' meet all the llamas
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| Bands, bands, bands, all I think about commas
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| Thirty in a forty, all I think about drama
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| I’m finna get this money, give it right to my mama
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| Playin' with the chicken, you gon' meet all the llamas
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| I need money, I need weed, I need drank (I need drank)
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| Niggas knockin', ain’t a fiend and I’m straight (Man)
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| These niggas tellin' stories but they don’t be who we think (Nah)
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| Talkin' like he ain’t a pussy but he lyin' in your face (Fuck)
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| I been bossin' since a rookie, watchin' niggas from the back
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| Smokin' cookie out the pack and shootin' niggas rockin' black (Rrah)
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| P’s gettin' taxed, I guess I’m back to sellin' crack
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| Got a lick for couple racks, then tell a nigga where it’s at (Where it’s at)
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| This ain’t a Milly Rock, this a money dance
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| And my dick ain’t hard, that’s a thirty in my pants
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| I got thirty of them bands, I’ma make a stripper dance
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| And I’ma fuck a nigga bitch 'cause he nerdy, she a fan
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| The molly either white or it’s yellow like some sand
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| If you need it, hit my line, know I got it, I’m the man
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| Oxycontin, thizzle, Xans, that’s what made me all these bands
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| Niggas talkin' hella reckless so we layin' all these hands
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| I sip big juice but you niggas probably knew that
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| I’m ridin' 'round with two straps, I’m wavy like a durag (Durag)
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| My niggas see a lick, we finna hit it, niggas do that (Do that)
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| I cheated on my bitch, I’m 'bout to go and buy a new bag (A new bag)
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| You niggas almost made it but you didn’t, nigga, too bad (That's too bad)
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| I’m cashin', counted forty bands off the backend
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| What happened? |
| Niggas talkin' reckless 'til we spazzin'
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| Poppin' it, my nigga, you ain’t really 'bout that action (Poppin')
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| Tell that bitch to send them codes right now
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| I’m tryna get it, tryna get this shit gone right now, right now
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| I been juggin' off these phones like how
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| Nigga how you turn a cool hundred to a light thou', light thou'?
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| This shit regular baby, I swear to God (No cap)
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| No, you can’t compare with us, lady, yo, this the mob (Bitch)
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| All my niggas ready like Freddy if it’s a prob (Grrah)
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| Chop a nigga, now he spaghetti up in the pot
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| This ain’t a Milly Rock, this a money dance
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| And my dick ain’t hard, that’s a thirty in my pants
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| I got thirty of them bands, I’ma make a stripper dance
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| And I’ma fuck a nigga bitch 'cause he nerdy, she a fan
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| The molly either white or it’s yellow like some sand
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| If you need it, hit my line, know I got it, I’m the man
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| Oxycontin, thizzle, Xans, that’s what made me all these bands
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| Niggas talkin' hella reckless so we layin' all these hands
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| AceTheFace |