| Yeah, baby
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| Yeah, yeah
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| You know what I’m saying? |
| (Ayy, Dilip)
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| Huh
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| I’m in the penthouse with the K cocked, I think I’m going crazy
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| I got rich then I kicked my bitch out, where is my new lady?
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| And they thought it was a dream, slid in a Bentley Mulsanne
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| Ask me do I drip for real and I’ll say, «That's a no-brainer»
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| I put my blood, sweat, and tears in, I just got back pain
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| I think I need to pop a Percocet for my back pain
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| Don’t think you niggas got the message, just don’t need a new friend
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| Never have I ever asked for y’all two cents
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| And they try and shitted on me
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| Runin' they mouth tryna tell all of my business, homie
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| A big dog, I ain’t standin' none of that pussy shit
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| I swear these niggas not stamped like I haven’t written on 'em
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| All of these memories inside my brain, and yes
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| I won’t forget about the squeeze that left me pain, and yes
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| I keep one in the head, think that’s a smart investment
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| And even if I hit you once you part of my collection (You dig?)
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| And when I look you in your eyes I see my reflection (You dig?)
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| And I’m out just moving pies, trying not to get arrested
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| And if I bring you to this side it’s 'cause I got a present
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| I gift you with my love and all of my affection
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| Huh (Dig)
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| I’m in the penthouse with the K cocked, I think I’m going crazy
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| I got rich then I kicked my bitch out, where is my new lady?
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| And they thought it was a dream, slid in a Bentley Mulsanne
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| Ask me do I drip for real and I’ll say, «That's a no-brainer»
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| I put my blood, sweat, and tears in, I just got back pain
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| I think I need to pop a Percocet for my back pain
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| Don’t think you niggas got the message, just don’t need a new friend
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| Never have I ever asked for y’all two cents
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, it’s lit, uh
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| They hate, I know, I feel it, uh
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| I will go out as the realest
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| I know, what a hell of a feeling
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| Right now they calling me a legend
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| I am not there but I’m ready
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| I’m pulling these strings like spaghetti
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| I’m at the top like a Eddie Bauer
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| Walking around with real hitters, no Adolf
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| Walking around with real killers that’ll take your face off
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| Ain’t no Bow-Wow or Omarion, this is not a Face Off
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| It ain’t no proof that we had that body so they threw the case off (Dig)
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| And I’m drowning off the lean, I’m feeling great now
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| And if I’m ever feeling greedy tell that ho to face down
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| 'Cause I know she wanna eat me but it’s selfish ways now
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| Diamonds on me be-beating like a fucking bass now (Dig)
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| And if I ever want your head, killers on that payroll (You know what I’m sayin'?
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| Sippin' on this meds, ain’t talking Karo
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| I was down, dick inside the dirt, well shit all graceful now
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| Was down bad waitin' for the work so I’m gon' take it now
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| I’m in the penthouse with the K cocked, I think I’m going crazy
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| I got rich then I kicked my bitch out, where is my new lady?
|
| And they thought it was a dream, slid in a Bentley Mulsanne
|
| Ask me do I drip for real and I’ll say, «That's a no-brainer»
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| I put my blood, sweat, and tears in, I just got back pain
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| I think I need to pop a Percocet for my back pain
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| Don’t think you niggas got the message, just don’t need a new friend
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| Never have I ever asked for y’all two cents |