| If you with me girlfriend then wave your hands
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| Slap a nigga with a hundred just to show your grand
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| Get them niggas for all you can
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| I’m gettin' paid yellin' fuck a man
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| I’m a bad ass bitch nigga
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| That’s why yo' dough gone
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| And all yo' weed in the ozone
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| I’m doing this one for my no thugs
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| Who on no drugs
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| Other niggas yellin' out so what, huh
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| Cause you could never be my only one
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| Cause I want too much shit, want too much done
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| Recognize who I be when you see me in the club
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| Like a pooch in a coupe with the roof dropped down
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| Where my real bitches at?
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| Right here
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| Where them niggas riches at?
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| Right here
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| We treatin' niggas like rental cars doggin' em out
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| With no doe theres nothing we can talk about
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| If you with me girlfriend then wave your hands
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| Slap a nigga with a hundred just to show your grand
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| Get them niggas for all you can
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| I’m gettin' paid yellin' fuck a man
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| If you with me girlfriend then wave your hands
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| Slap a nigga with a hundred just to show your grand
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| Get them niggas for all you can
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| I’m gettin' paid yellin' fuck a man
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| I can tell by your eyes, lust is what you feel
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| You wanna talk nigga, then lets discuss my bills
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| As you can see I’m an expensive bitch
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| Who has good taste and love expensive shit
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| You wanna conversate well nigga I charge a fee
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| Each additional minute, nigga I charge a fee
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| Where my money at — you short, I gots to go
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| Only ballers are tall enough to reach my goal
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| I know you love me but I love your huns
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| Cause you could never be my only one
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| Don’t trust me, broke nigga don’t lust me
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| Cause gettin' paid is a must be
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| And hell naw you can’t fuck me
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| If you with me girlfriend then wave your hands
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| Slap a nigga with a hundred just to show your grand
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| Get them niggas for all you can
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| I’m gettin' paid yellin' fuck a man
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| If you with me girlfriend then wave your hands
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| Slap a nigga with a hundred just to show your grand
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| Get them niggas for all you can
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| I’m gettin' paid yellin' fuck a man
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| 2 karats in the ear
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| 4 karats in the ring
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| Hoes get sick when they see the bling bling
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| Stay fuckin' wit' a thug
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| That’ll pop the 4, cop some raw
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| Then cruize and just drop you off
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| You want me to lock my door (jaw?)
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| I’m not you’re whore
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| Fuck nigga get your mind right or I’m out the door
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| Gotta go, gotta go
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| 6 double o
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| I’m a big trouble ho
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| That likes to smuggle doe
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| From my head to my toe
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| Fly shit fo' sho'
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| Want my wrist to glow
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| And my tips to flow
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| Don’t puff blunts
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| I like my B’s up front
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| You can smoke though, blow weed up my cunt
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| Cause I’m a bad bitch
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| First round draft pick
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| Shaped like a Coca-Cola classic
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| Get my ass licked
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| Take a nigga for his cash quick
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| Even take plastic, uh
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| If you with me girlfriend then wave your hands
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| Slap a nigga with a hundred just to show your grand
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| Get them niggas for all you can
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| I’m gettin' paid yellin' fuck a man
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| Yeah I know yall niggas can say fuck them hoes
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| But not on this one
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| I’m doing this one for my bitches
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| All bitches of all bitches
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| And fuck them flaw bitches
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| Okay, play wit' it
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| Ms Trina
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| New Millennium
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| Year 2000
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| Slip -n- slide
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| Hahaha |