| Grindin', nigga out here shinin'
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| Early in the morning, check the Roley with the diamonds
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| I’m just playin', bitch I wear a G-Shock
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| When I do my thing I’m hotter than a teapot
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| When I need heat, hit my favorite sneak spot
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| Got my 3's comped, hoe you shop at EastMont
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| She left her man, I’m everything that he’s not
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| And she love it when I put it on her G-spot
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| Freaky motherfucker, you already knew it
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| I know how to do it, don’t take much for me to prove it
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| Whisper in her ear while I’m feelin' on her booty
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| Hit her couple times then I pass her like I’m Flutie
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| Word around town, I got bitches on the tip of mine
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| And when you gone she ride my pony like I’m Ginuwine
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| I got her at the crib, blowin' dro and sippin wine
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| So far ahead I hit a flip across the finish line
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| Skipper
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| Got your girlfriend caught up in my whirlwind
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| Heartbreakers, I’mma bang until the world end
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| Heartbreakers, I’mma bang until the world end
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| Heartbreakers, I’mma bang until the world end
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| Got her wet, touchin' on her G-spot
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| What’s brackin', to my homies down in Treetop
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| Anything but the Gang in your speakerbox
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| I don’t wanna see it like a bitch in some Reeboks
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| One time for my young homies comin' up
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| Got a bunch of trackstar bitches runnin' up
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| Marion Jones gettin' married and owned
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| But all that’s going down is just sharin' and bonin'
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| I know it’s for me, I’m just sharin' the moment
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| School of hard knocks and we all got diplomas
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| Smokin' on that weed, put your boy in a coma
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| Boy, don’t be no bitch just enjoy the aroma
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| I go get the cash, Skipper he got hit the stash
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| Don’t fuck with school, but I’m no fool, yeah I go get the math
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| Young Suzy on the grind like bad brakes
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| Provin' wrong on my classmates, huh |