| I like big money, I rock big ice
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| Big booty bitches, that’s what I like
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| Ciroc on the ice, bring it with the lights
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| ‘Cause that’s what I like, I like, I like
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| Yeah, that’s what I like, I like, I like
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| That’s what I like, I like, I like
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| That’s what I like, I like, I like
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| ‘Cause that’s what I like
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| That’s what I like, yeah, that’s what I like
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| If she look like Beyonce, that’s what I pipe
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| But never no wife, I do these hoes trife
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| This my bread, you will never get a slice
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| Big dick bandit, fuck you wanna hand me?
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| It’s a no-go if that pussy smell like salmon
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| I said I wanna fuck, she said «K»
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| In one day, I blew 100K
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| We in Miami, staying at the Perry
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| You always getting milked like you stayed at the dairy
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| I be having problems, personal problems
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| I overdosed on Gucci and Dolce Gabbana
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| Got the clip in the K that’s a big ass comma
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| You ain’t getting money? | 
| I don’t have that problem
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| That pussy wet like pasta, I don’t eat lobster
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| I gave her that dick and told her «Hasta mañana»
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| Flex it like an athlete, ain’t no neighbors by my home
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| Get faded like I’m fishing so you bitches know I’m gone
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| You know I’m getting blown — your girl give me dome
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| Fucked her to The Weeknd ‘cause she heard me on The Zone
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| Gucci I got on — Louis I got on
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| If it ain’t about no money, then please leave me alone
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| Hundreds I’m throwing, stupid bitch I’m grown
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| How you gong get these bands if your clothes still on?
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| Lean and Patrón, good weed and gin
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| Pass out, wake up and do it again
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| Bitch I go in, don’t act like you don’t know
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| You say no to turn-up, Juicy J don’t
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| Finessing them racks, moving them packs…
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| Spending them bands, making ‘em back…
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| Haters gon' hate, that’s a guarantee
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| Be about your money, broke niggas ain’t hearing me |