| Money in the floor, weed in a bowl
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| On the couch, life like Ox
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| Big TV, nigga, big ass remote
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| Motion sensors all over my house
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| For investigative ass hoes
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| That’s waiting for me to pass out
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| So they can tiptoe all over my home
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| Woah, pump your brakes, slow your roll
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| I got cake, bread in loaves
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| State to state, hit that road
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| Hit that bank when I get home
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| Hit that lot tomorrow morn'
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| I think they got the one I want
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| Top I drop like my ex ho
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| Top get dropped like I let it go
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| Fool I close Ferrari doors
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| My driveway is a horse show
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| Smoke my weed, eat my breakfast
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| My bitch read our horoscopes
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| Out loud
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| Talk about what’s gon' get done to a nigga, until I run in to niggas
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| Might dress kinda funny to niggas, I got more money than niggas
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| These niggas lackin positive influence so I’m son’ing these niggas
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| You niggas more Calogero I’m more Sunny than niggas
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| That’s why I got a couple of cribs and everyone one of 'em owned
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| Shoulda have my Ferrari but now I had to give my mother a home
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| Just bought a few pounds the other day and everyone one of 'em gone
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| Just counting my chains, tomorrow I’m a put everyone one of 'em on
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| You niggas must be trippin' yeah that’s a Benz, nigga what’s the addition
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| (Niggas jealous cause they see me gettin' money)
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| See me and Spitta in this bitch, they like yeah niggas must be twistin'
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| (So much swag and you niggas looking bummy)
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| And we been giving swag but on the real that wasn’t the intention
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| (So much swag make a nigga wish he was me)
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| It’s kinda funny cause a nigga thought I was being different
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| (I'm getting high laughing at you niggas cause it’s funny) |