| Nigga please, soft as a pedicure
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| Came in to the shop with a medal under my skirt
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| I heard he online, still thuggin' and keep cappin'
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| Had to put it down when I went up a tax bracket but
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| In person niggas is not 'bout it
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| It’s easy to get to 'em like the community college
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| I schoolin' 'em all, I’m rule 'em, I’m runnin' the mid-west
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| Jet skiing over my wrist, yellow as a piss test
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| Big black suburbans movin' out through your cities
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| Big enough for the cheese and poppin' up like it’s Philly
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| Big black machines get wet as a submarine
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| You fuck with the wrong one, they cook ya like Jimmy Dean
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| Cookin' up for my nigga while checkin' the weather show
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| Blowin' at all these bitches so tell 'em to pack a coat
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| They tell me my shit ain’t dope, you wanna feature me, nope
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| Ain’t feelin' any of you niggas, I’m classic as piano, ho
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| Let the fuckin' record play
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| Tell them bitches I get back another day
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| They ain’t feedin' me or givin' me a check
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| Shit I ain’t gotta mingle or show 'em respek
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| These bitches ain’t tough, that’s cashmere
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| How you gon' keep up with the shoes that I wore last year?
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| How you gon' survive when this shit is 9 to 5
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| And you slippin' out of bounds, you ain’t seein' my lines
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| I see it all the time, these niggas they get comfy
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| Running with all these niggas a little rusty
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| Call me Hugh Hef, I’m pimpin' the whole biz
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| I’m movin' these bitch’s Jack to the back like a sew in
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| And when I get on the beat you can label it a goner
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| Read over this shit and it’s blessed like Eric Garner
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| Guilty for the crime, I’m killin', this summer’s mine
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| You thinkin' this shit a game, I’m pullin' up on you now, yup
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| I’ve never seen anything like this before
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| (Can you hear me now?)
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| I’m pullin' up on you now, yup
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| I’m pullin' up on you now, yup
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| Where does this aggression come from I have to ask?
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| It’s not aggression, I hate when people say it’s aggression
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| A lot of times you know I’m just flexin' for my haters
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| Because those are your biggest admirers
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| So it’s not aggression
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| I’m not upset at anyone, I’m not mad at anyone you know
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| I’m just doin' my thing
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| That’s what these bitches don’t like |