| That pussy hella good, brains extra dumb
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| O-M-G, I think I’m sprung
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| Had a lotta Franklins, burned a lotta strong
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| I do this shit for fun
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| I think I’m sprung, I think I’m sprung
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| I think I’m sprung, I think I’m sprung
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| Addicted to this fast money, boy I think I’m sprung
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| I think I’m sprung, I think I’m sprung
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| I got a bad bitch fetish, boy I think I’m sprung
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| My bitch bad and my weed loud
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| I fuck lil mama so good, that I make that bitch seem now
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| Pussy so wet, we got done, she needed three towels
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| But I think I’m sprung, because every night she on redown
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| My old bitch seen my new bitch, abd she text me go to hell
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| I text her back, can I get some head L-O-L
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| I’m in that two seater, rolling up loud and watching Blow
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| Yea this coupe might be clean, but my money filthy tho
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| He want a deuce I told him meet me at the liquor store
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| Don’t ask me if my money dirty, yeah I’m guilty ho
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| Let me see ya tongue ring, bumping 3−6
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| Getting head, while I’m countin' boy
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| That’s G shit
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| I play bitches like NBA 2K
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| New J’s on my feet, blunt to my face
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| Ridin' in the back of the phantom like Miss Daisy
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| I stay firing up the trees I’m a arsonist
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| And I ain’t been sober since I been born
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| And the way I flip them whips it’s like they transform
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| Big boy truck I call that bitch Optimus Prime
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| To a drive head phantom watch it recline
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| I’m sprung on pussy stay jumping in
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| And a fiend for them drugs, Tyrone Biggums
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| Her becky fire, she got me hooked
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| Celebrity rehab probably got me booked
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| Got a two leader with 6 o’s
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| Got a new bitch she wanna fuck
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| But I don’t want to cause I’m too throwed
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| Went to sleep, drankin' and smokin'
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| Woke up doing the same shit
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| The crazy part about it I got a clique of niggas who do the same shit
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| Flipped a thirty pack of loud and it all with my jeweler
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| Got a team full of Kobe’s that mean they all shooters
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| Lil mama extra bad I swear she thick as a horse
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| And that pussy just like my paint job, extra moist
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| Stupid wet, she got that stupid sex
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| O-M-G she got that stupid head
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| Yea I like her but I could only fall in love with money
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| I’m ballin' round that bitch, but she can’t get nothing from me |