| Hit the lid off the Benz when I play
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| If she want it, she get it when she bae
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| When I come to her city, ain’t gotta say (On God)
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| She gon' hit a nigga line
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| Some of my diamonds brown and red
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| They hittin' when they shine (Woo), yeah (Bling bling)
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| Got a million Pintos
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| I ain’t have a rubber when I hit her at the show
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| Dog life, muzzle, need to have one when I talk
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| Fucking in a private dining room in the G4
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| I’m on a flight (Yeah, I’m on a flight)
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| I’m 'bout to pour me some drugs over this ice (Over this ice, baby)
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| She ask me do I wanna fuck? |
| And I said twice (I said twice, yeah)
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| And I’ma come and beat it up like it’s a fight (Like it’s a flight)
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| And after this night (After this)
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| Baby, I’m back on a flight (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| My diamonds shining like a bug all on these lights (Diamonds, hey)
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| Baby, come and let me touch all your insides (Won't get it back)
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| And I’ma beat the pussy up like it’s a fight (Like it’s a fight)
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| 'Cause after this night (Yeah)
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| Baby, I’m back on a flight
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| I’m born with finesse in my DNA
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| Ballin' like I’m in the NBA
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| Shoot, dawg, you better not be in the way
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| Trap spot bunked out, ten in a day
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| He ain’t no hustler, then he in the way
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| Diamonds shine bright, can’t see in my face
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| Poles blunt, spent 'bout ten on a case
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| Crack out with the MAC-10 on my waist
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| Lil' mama pussy wet like Niagara Falls
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| Beat her on the plane then I grab her jaws
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| Take a couple shots then I stab her walls
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| Keep tellin' me she love the way I gave her love
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| Break her back in, I made her fall
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| She say she my bitch so I made her dog
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| Thinkin' 'bout her every day, I made a call
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| Every time she walk in, say I take her drawers
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| Ballin', yeah, nigga like swish
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| Broke your bitch down and I got the proof
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| When I’m in town, I got the loot
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| Gave it a ham, I am the truth
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| Baby, I’m 'bout to come fuck up your swoop
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| Dressin' her down just like some hooch
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| His sister gon' blow on a nigga like flutes
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| Fuckin' that lil' bitch down in the coupe
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| I’m on a flight (Yeah, I’m on a flight)
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| I’m 'bout to pour me some drugs over this ice (Over this ice, baby)
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| She ask me do I wanna fuck? |
| And I said twice (I said twice, yeah)
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| And I’ma come and beat it up like it’s a fight (Like it’s a flight)
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| And after this night (After this)
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| Baby, I’m back on a flight (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| My diamonds shining like a bug all on these lights (Diamonds, hey)
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| Baby, come and let me touch all your insides (Won't get it back)
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| And I’ma beat the pussy up like it’s a fight (Like it’s a fight)
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| 'Cause after this night (Yeah)
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| Baby, I’m back on a flight |