| Oh, oh
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| Oh oh, oh oh
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| Oh, oh
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| Oh oh, oh oh
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| No no, no no
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| No no, no no
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| No no, no no
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| Tryna tell you
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| Dave-O, make me a slap
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| I remember times when I used to take a loss
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| I got in my bag, then I turned into a boss
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| Hundred bands off profit, nigga, I can break you off
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| Sprintin' to that check just to throw it in the vault
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| I had fell off, they was thinkin' that I lost it
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| Runnin' up that money but I never get exhausted
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| I got all these diamonds drippin' on me like a faucet
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| I got all this Bape on, she tryna take it off me
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| On the West Coast, tryna fuck Chanel West Coast
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| Chillin' on the strip, smokin' on the best smoke
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| Late nights, trappin' off the metro
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| It sound right but I never left though
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| Hit her with the left stroke, that’s the best stroke
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| Suck the soul out a nigga, shawty got the best throat (Yeah)
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| You ain’t givin' head, ho, you can head home (Gang)
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| Runnin' up a check, baby, ready, set, go (Gang, gang, gang)
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| All I wanna do is come spend a check on you
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| Lace my bitch in Jimmy Choo, I turn green hundreds to blues |
| I stuff racks inside my Trues, I pour lean in Mountain Dew
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| Got a room in Fontainebleau, you got bitches, bring 'em through
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| I remember times when I used to take a loss
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| I got in my bag, then I turned into a boss
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| Hundred bands off profit, nigga, I can break you off
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| Sprintin' to that check just to throw it in the vault
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| I had fell off, they was thinkin' that I lost it
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| Runnin' up that money but I never get exhausted
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| I got all these diamonds drippin' on me like a faucet
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| I got all this Bape on, she tryna take it off me
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| Money, that’s my role mo', I’m in Cali but I’m SoFlo
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| I’m from the city niggas stunt then they go broke
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| See them grind or go to robbin' when it’s no dough
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| Sell hard or play ball, that’s the only hope
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| Street cold, got petty thefts or you got RICO
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| If he hidin', I’ma find him like he Nemo
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| We know, my clique ballin' with no chemo
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| Murk order shrimp and left her, tip that bitch a C note
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| Invite me, well, I’m goin' kamikaze
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| That boy didn’t make 'em 'bout, bitch, I’m Koly hydraulics
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| These niggas talkin' murder but ain’t never caught a body |
| Dump on myself the only thing to ever stop me, it’s me
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| I remember times when I used to take a loss
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| I got in my bag, then I turned into a boss
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| Hundred bands off profit, nigga, I can break you off
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| Sprintin' to that check just to throw it in the vault
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| I had fell off, they was thinkin' that I lost it
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| Runnin' up that money but I never get exhausted
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| I got all these diamonds drippin' on me like a faucet
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| I got all this Bape on, she tryna take it off me
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| Self made, nigga, only tryna get paid, nigga
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| Never had my hand out, that’s how I was raised, nigga
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| Thoroughbred nigga from the cradle to the grave, nigga
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| All these chains on me, you would think I was a slave, nigga
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| I remember times when I didn’t have no cake
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| These racks make your bitch unfaithful
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| Get a bag 'cause I ain’t tryna save you
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| Don’t get attatched 'cause baby, I’m a player
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| I remember times when I used to take a loss
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| I got in my bag, then I turned into a boss
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| Hundred bands off profit, nigga, I can break you off
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| Sprintin' to that check just to throw it in the vault |
| I had fell off, they was thinkin' that I lost it
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| Runnin' up that money but I never get exhausted
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| I got all these diamonds drippin' on me like a faucet
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| I got all this Bape on, she tryna take it off me |