| Boss
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| Young Jefe Holmes
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| Let’s go
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| I just bought another vehicule, with the frog eyes
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| I don’t really fuck with niggas, they ain’t from my side
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| You know I’m a real member, bitch I got mob ties
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| Leader of them fuckin' Glizzys, could you off top
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| Ooh lil' momma so fine, she hang with no time
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| 'Til it’s time to hang it up, yeah like a close line
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| Fuck her, she tell me «Don't stop», I guess it’s go time
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| I’m gon and run it down on your with the four-five
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| Ballin' 'til like twenty-three
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| Say she wanna stunt with me
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| Give a lil' sample, I can’t get this bitch from under me
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| Don’t let nobody tell you, you can’t be whatever you wanna be
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| I wanna be a nine figure nigga, and I’m gonna be
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| Scream that girl, promise you they gon' remember me
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| I know some bum ass, down in Tennessee
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| Bitch I’m really him, I was all my enemies
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| She blew with the wink, my energy
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| Say what’s poppin' dawg?
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| Better watch how you poppin' off
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| I’m with the gang, we got the switches on them Glocks and stuff
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| I love the gang because they always get the cops involved
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| Now I’m in Malibu, a baddest on Valley
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| I just bought another vehicule, with the frog eyes
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| I don’t really fuck with niggas, they ain’t from my side
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| You know I’m a real member, bitch I got mob ties
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| Leader of them fuckin' Glizzys, could you off top
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| Ooh lil' momma so fine, she hang with no time
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| 'Til it’s time to hang it up, yeah like a close line
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| Fuck her, she tell me «Don't stop», I guess it’s go time
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| I’m gon and run it down on your with the four-five
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| I’m gon' die a real nigga (You know that)
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| I don’t tell no lies (No)
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| And I still tote four-five's, fuck the opps from both sides
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| Thinking 'bout my shooter now
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| Know if I hit your line, talkin' war, you gon' slide (Come on)
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| Fuckin' leader of dope boys (Skrr)
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| Feds all on my bro line, sayin' he got a coke line
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| But I’m doin' shows now, made a M like four times
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| Fuck around bein' in that Lamb, in that Rolls now
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| Wild, young, golden rose now
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| You should be like Herbo, he stay ten toes down
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| We cut no slack, so pussies' gettin' exposed now (Fuck nigga)
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| I’m gettin' proposition, the labels gave me control now
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| And now we are dope, so ain’t no explanation if you told
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| I can’t fuck with you 'cause you fold
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| The shit and I’m a soldier
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| I thought I told you, nigga
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| I just bought another vehicule, with the frog eyes
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| I don’t really fuck with niggas, they ain’t from my side
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| You know I’m a real member, bitch I got mob ties
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| Leader of them fuckin' Glizzys, could you off top
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| Ooh lil' momma so fine, she hang with no time
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| 'Til it’s time to hang it up, yeah like a close line
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| Fuck her, she tell me «Don't stop», I guess it’s go time
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| I’m gon and run it down on your with the four-five |