| You hear that?
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| That’s called magic right there
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| Zay Houdini
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| They say birds of a feather flock together
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| This shit so beautiful
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| Just look at it
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| Young Jefe, holmes!
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| If it wasn’t for this pain, I wonder where would I be at
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| If it wasn’t for Zaytoven then it wouldn’t be no trap
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| Just run and stay on your grind, yeah you know you gotta get that stack
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| I done been through hell so many times, thank god I bounce right back
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| Got a lil' bitch, she so fine and she from way out in Quebec
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| She fuck me every time we hop inside of my Corvette
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| Say when she hear Young Jefe then that pussy get so wet
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| She know you guys can’t check, guess that’s why you so impressed
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| J’s at the door, gotta try and get the good dope
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| The feds at the door, tell 'em, «Fuck nah, I won’t open»
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| Got her man in the floor, leanin' out the project door
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| Big billy ho, I’m the one that all the bad bitches know
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| Please don’t step on my shoes
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| Or a nigga might see you on the news
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| Made a hundred on a coupe
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| I just blew a hundred on some jewels
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| Stop checking my moves
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| Know my mama ain’t raised no fool
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| She did teach me how to raise that tool
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| Just in case a nigga hating on you, yeah
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| All my niggas gon' ball one day
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| Told 'em we gon' get on some way
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| And tell them bad bitches, «I need some space»
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| Only fucking with hoes on Sundays
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| Only fucking with hoes on Sundays
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| Gotta keep it real, only know one way
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| Now we gon' catch him in the field one day
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| And he better hope and pray that he 'bout the gunplay
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| All my niggas gon' ball one day, all my niggas gon' ball one day
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| All my niggas gon' ball one day, all my niggas gon' ball one day
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| All my niggas gon' ball one day, all my niggas gon' ball one day
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| All my niggas gon' ball one day, all my niggas gon' ball one day
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| Bitch, I am from the trap, bitch, used to sell them packs
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| Yeah, I done got them racks, nah, I don’t know how to act
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| Who that’s in this? |
| Got a 'Lac, shooters got them automatics
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| Like it, I’ma run it back, sorry, I’m just spitting facts
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| All this money I’m blowin', take a good look what my ho in
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| Keep the dice rollin', yeah, we gon' keep the night goin'
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| She ready, she pokin', lemme see you girl do it slow motion
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| If she choosin', I’m chosen, lil nigga you a loser, stop jokin'
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| Heard you stunting with your bag, make my niggas rob you
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| All my bitches they so bad, they look just like models
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| I’m so high, yeah, yeah, smokin' this gelato
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| Dope boy, ain’t gotta hide, I feel just like Pablo
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| All my niggas gon' ball one day
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| Told 'em we gon' get on some way
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| And tell them bad bitches I need some space
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| Only fucking with hoes on Sundays
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| Only fucking with hoes on Sundays
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| Gotta keep it real, only know one way
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| Now we gon' catch him in the field one day
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| And he better hope and pray that he 'bout the gunplay
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| All my niggas gon' ball one day, all my niggas gon' ball one day
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| All my niggas gon' ball one day, all my niggas gon' ball one day
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| All my niggas gon' ball one day, all my niggas gon' ball one day
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| All my niggas gon' ball one day, all my niggas gon' ball one day |