| We pullin' up in hologram Elantras
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| They askin' if we fuckin' with 'em, nada
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| I’m skatin' off the scene, I’m with your daughter
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| This is my money, don’t ask what I bought her
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| Brought her to the slaughter, girl, she think she gettin' Prada
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| All I really wanted wasn’t wetter than the water
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| I’m divin' off the boat, so call the doctor
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| They see my face and now they know he proper
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| I ain’t wanna do it but right now you know I gotta
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| Trippin' on me, ornery, like she took a hit of blotter
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| Caught her in the back with me while we was sippin' Vodka
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| Just let me do my rep, don’t need no spotter
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| I’m up in this bitch, I’m solo, boy, don’t need no squad, ah
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| Trappin' out the school, I’m boolin', drugs up in my locker
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| There ain’t no gettin' through to me, don’t bother
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| This is my moment mane, don’t try to block us
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| I’ve seen her
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| I cea-I cease her, ooh-oh
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| Dreaming
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| Break it down, break it down
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| I used to dream about a pink Impala
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| 22's up on that bitch, I want it sittin' proper
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| I want a mansion for my baby momma
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| Now they want me 'cause I’m gettin' gwalla |
| I can’t work, lil bitch, I’m tatted out my fuckin' collar
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| She wanna fuck me 'cause I rap, I ain’t no fuckin scholar
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| You got nothin' on me, bitch, I’m God, uh
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| Poppin', I grew up without my father
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| Now she callin' me her fuckin' father
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| That’s your girl? |
| She on my dick, I do not see the problem
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| It ain’t shit that you could do to bother
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| I’m a junkie and my bitch a model |