| Aye, aye
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| Nigga’s got me on some pookie shit
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| Nigga’s try get me on some pookie shit y’all wilin
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| Aye, yo we out here with the Essie Gang family, man
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| You already know we in these streets, bout to take over the gang shit,
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| you already know how it get down baby
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| Pattern Chanel, pattern your girl, hop in the whip gram on the scale
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| She on the woo, got em' all shook, biting their nails
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| Yeah, she know me well, she never fell, you might pull it and fail
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| Pattern Chanel, pattern your girl, she sucking my dick she doing it well
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| Yeah, she know me well, now she don’t know you, she never fell
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| Yeah, that’s your L
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| Like a well, she say 'oh well'
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| We been doing it messy, she wanna kick it like Messi
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| It got messy, money fall like confetti
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| Nomination to let me, matter fact respect me
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| I’ll step on your bro, you’ll let me
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| Cos' I’m on too much work for the P
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| You’re a dick sucker, I’m a sick fucker
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| I like to may take the piss covers
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| I like my tings with big bumpers
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| I might have to take your bitch lover, look
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| XL oversize bigger jumpers
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| Sicko the drip is lit my brother, till this shit fuck it like what the bumba
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| Pattern Channel, pattern your girl, hop in the whip gram on the scale
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| She on the woo, got em' all shook, biting their nails
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| Yeah, she know me well, she never fell, you might pull it and fail
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| I got the xans, I got the beans, what do you want? |
| what do you need?
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| She said 'I'm hot', she said 'I'm reem'
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| Maybe it’s you? |
| Maybe it’s me?
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| I’m flipping the pack with my spatula
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| I was so long till I pack it up
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| Your bitch on me, tell her back it up
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| I got the racks and I rack em' up
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| See the police and I’m dashing off
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| I go by the name of O-O-Octavian
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| Leave yo ass on the, the, the pavement
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| (Dead, dead, dead, fuck that go again)
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| Leave me and your girl in London and we gon' be all night
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| Your man is crying now, but he won’t be alright
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| If he want’s to beef me it’s gonna be on sight
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| Just because I beat your girl then put it on live
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| Pattern Chanel, pattern your girl, hop in the whip gram on the scale
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| She on the woo, got em' all shook, biting their nails
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| Yeah, she know me well, she never fell, you might pull it and fail
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| Pattern Chanel, pattern your girl, she sucking my dick she doing it well
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| Yeah, she know me well, now she don’t know you, she never fell
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| Yeah, that’s your L
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| Like a well, she say 'oh well' |