| Get what I got 'cause I hustle nonstop
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| And I’ma keep stackin' this shit 'til all of this shit rot (Let the BandPlay)
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| And I’ma keep stackin' this shit 'til all of this shit rot
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| I’ma keep stackin' this shit 'til all of this shit rot, ayy
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| Uno, dos, tres, four, five, six, seven (Uh)
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| I was once told real gangsters go to Heaven (For real, though)
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| Eight (Eight), nine (Nine), ten (Ten), eleven (Guess what?)
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| I spent ninety racks on an old-ass Chevy (Haa)
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| Call me Bumpy Johnson, I got hit up and kept on steppin' (Uh)
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| Lucky Luciano where I’m from, I make shit happen (It's Dolph)
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| Pull up foreign snatchin' (Skrrt), I got a thing for fashion (Drippy)
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| I told her let’s go to dinner, go get dressed and keep it classy (Woo)
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| Under investigation, too many problems, too much ballin' (Damn)
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| I took seven million and buried it out there by the water (Yeah, yeah)
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| Mob meeting, I’m smokin' kush and drinkin' coffee (Yeah, yeah)
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| Once you cross me, I might whack you, so don’t call me (Yeah, yeah)
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| She bad, so I bent her over like a doggy (Woo)
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| I cut him off because he worthless, now he salty (Uh-huh)
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| I got a thing for bad bitches when they bossy (I like that)
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| Hustle 'til I’m dead, I’ll get some sleep in the coffin
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| I’ma keep stackin' this shit until all this shit rot
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| I’ma keep stackin' this shit until all this shit rot
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| Until all this shit rot, until all this shit rot
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| Until all this shit rot, until all this shit rot
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| I’ma keep stackin' this shit until all this shit rot
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| I’ma keep stackin' this shit until all this shit rot
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| I’ma keep stackin' this shit until all this shit rot
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| I’ma keep stackin' this shit until all this shit rot (Uh-huh)
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| Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
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| Lately I been hearin' a lot of voices in my head (Damn)
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| Damn (Damn), damn (Damn), damn (Damn), damn (Shit)
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| They woke me straight up and said, «Go buy a Lamb'» (Damn)
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| You ain’t shit if your son don’t wanna be just like his daddy (Damn)
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| Twenty racks, bust down, Cartier glasses (Damn)
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| You got bitch habits, I got money habits (Damn)
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| I tried to spare that pussy, fuck 'em, let him have it (Dump)
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| I only fuck with my kind, yep, I’m selfish (Solid)
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| I can’t kick it with a fuck nigga, you a peasant (Damn)
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| Ridin' around in my double-izzar with my FN (My FN)
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| Somethin' very icy always on my left hand
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| I’ma keep stackin' this shit until all this shit rot (Ha)
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| I’ma keep stackin' this shit until all this shit rot (Ayy)
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| Until all this shit rot, until all this shit rot (Yeah)
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| Until all this shit rot (Yeah, yeah), until all this shit rot (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| I’ma keep stackin' this shit until all this shit rot
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| I’ma keep stackin' this shit until all this shit rot (It's Dolph)
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| I’ma keep stackin' this shit until all this shit rot
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| I’ma keep stackin' this shit until all this shit rot (Uh-huh) |