| I’m talkin straight cash, let me take that shit
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| Hit you in the club with your chain, let me take that shit
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| Think she your wife, let me take that bitch
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| Take her straight up to the room, and make her take this dick
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| Too many youngings broke, they so thirsty for licks
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| They keep throwin all that money, we take that shit
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| There’s some hoes flirtin that ain’t gonna let a nigga hit
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| I know homies that be like whoa, who would take that bitch
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| Nigga, take that chick, as crusial as it seems
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| It’s some fake ass cliques, jewelry the same thing
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| Take it anyway, that’s what I tell the rounds
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| And I just caught a case, I tell 'm put it down
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| I’m talkin straight cash, let me take that shit
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| Hit you in the club with your chain, let me take that shit
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| Think she your wife, let me take that bitch
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| Take her straight up to the room, and make her take this dick
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| Ricky told me take it, Sees told me take it
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| Black said he just might have the strap and some strippers naked
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| Make them walk down the south, to New Jack City
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| I’ll let you keep your bottle, cause you flexin with it
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| Bet you goin think twice bout stuntin now
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| Don’t bring that paper out, unless you givin it to us now
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| Round us gangstas, we take your life
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| I’m talkin straight cash, let me take that shit
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| Hit you in the club with your chain, let me take that shit
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| Think she your wife, let me take that bitch
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| Take her straight up to the room, and make her take this dick |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Take It, artist - Trouble. Album song 431 Days, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп