| Boot me up, JT
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| Ayy
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| Lil' baby keep your hands off me, I got big drip
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| I got a couple blood partners but I’m a big crip
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| Up in the Benzo, Glock extendo, got a big clip
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| You say your nigga drippin' sauce but not like this here
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| I swear all I wear designer, I got big drip
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| This a hundred dollar lineup, I got big drip
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| Cash money, no Big Tymers, I got big drip
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| These Lam' doors suicidal, I got big drip, uh
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| Your baby mama on my hit list
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| Old hoes on my shit list
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| Been gettin' money since I was young
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| And you ain’t know that I was this rich
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| Blow me like a stogie
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| Holy moly, I love a thick bitch
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| I’m on fire and I’m flier than a flyer, bitch it’s big drip
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| Ice made her froze up
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| Baby pick your clothes up
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| I ain’t trickin', bitch I’m pimpin'
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| So you know that lil' bitch chose up
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| Hopped out the Lambo, I’ma lift the doors up
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| Got all this gold drippin' on me
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| You would think that I’m gold dust
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| Ever fucked a Dallas nigga?
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| No, I don’t need no stylist, nigga
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| This money got no limit
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| Master P, yeah I’m 'bout it, nigga
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| Fifty bands, nigga, one day, I’ma count it, nigga
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| Kickin' flavor, I’m a player
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| Yeah I swear that I’m a stylish nigga
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| Lil' baby keep your hands off me, I got big drip
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| I got a couple blood partners but I’m a big crip
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| Up in the Benzo, Glock extendo, got a big clip
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| You say your nigga drippin' sauce but not like this here
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| I swear all I wear designer, I got big drip
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| This a hundred dollar lineup, I got big drip
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| Cash money, no Big Tymers, I got big drip
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| These Lam' doors suicidal, I got big drip
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| Why you talkin' 'bout it? |
| You know I’m the man
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| If I tell you, break your jaws off, you know I ain’t playin'
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| Every night I doze off, that Ruger in my hand
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| You must think I’m a ho now, shoot you where you stand
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| Hoes grabbin' on my Boudin, swangin' in a new Benz
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| Book me for a show, I swear to God I’m bringin' the tool in
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| The way these niggas hatin', I ain’t got time for no new friends
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| Ayy, I’m gone off a four of drink, lil' mama pop 'bout two xans
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| You wanna get loaded, I’ma take your ass to XTC
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| Put you on an ecstasy, get freaky bitches next to me
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| Ain’t talkin' 'bout no money, say lil' honey, ain’t no textin' me
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| Keep tryin' to find a recipe but nigga ain’t no guessin' me
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| Lil' baby keep your hands off me, I got big drip
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| I got a couple blood partners but I’m a big crip
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| Up in the Benzo, Glock extendo, got a big clip
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| You say your nigga drippin' sauce but not like this here
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| I swear all I wear designer, I got big drip
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| This a hundred dollar lineup, I got big drip
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| Cash money, no Big Tymers, I got big drip
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| These Lam' doors suicidal, I got big drip |