| First you get that money then you get that power
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| If he tune his nose up, boy he on that powder
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| Now you walk around with 50 in your trousers
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| Diamonds boolin' on my chest, no fuckin' blouser
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| Bitch, I make it rain shower, ya dig that?
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| They won’t know a thing about ya, if you zip that
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| Hit 'em with that blocka-blocka, nigga get back
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| Be that, be that, never crack, did that
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| Before I go without a sack, I swag pack
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| I spoiled my bitch and now, she actin' like a brat (yea-yea)
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| I met Ellis, I know Jimmy, he got racks (eh-eh)
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| Bitch I’m bleedin' like a tat
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| Roll it, roll it, for me on ya back
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| Devil, show my diamonds yellow just like a taxi
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| I’m a cat, I’m a toss out 'em pussy racks
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| Pussy nigga better not look back
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| Or else I’m killin' 'em, hell yeah, that’s a fact
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| Blood all on my timberland, She make a nigga say «whaat?!»
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| I swear just cause she feelin' on 'em
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| She sucked like eight dicks, I call her octagon
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| First you get that money then you get that power
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| If he tune his nose up, boy he on that powder
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| Now you walk around with 50 in your trousers
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| Diamonds boolin' on my chest, no fuckin' blouser
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| Bitch, I make it rain shower, ya dig that?
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| They won’t know a thing about, ya if you zip that
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| Hit 'em with that blocka-blocka, nigga get back
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| Be that, be that, never crack, did that
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| Bitch, I dig it, I eat ice cream with my chicken
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| Bitch, I’m rich just like a Simmons, not lil Diggy
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| If I got legs, bitch you know I’m gonna get it
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| She got good head, so she welcome to my Bentley
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| Big Bentley in that big Bentley, Bentley
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| Hop out with that semi, cause I know these nigga hear me
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| Is you mad bout Instagram or how I keep my pimpin'?
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| You keep that Ace of Spades, I’m sippin'
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| I’m a rocket, rocket, I can’t stop it, stop it
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| I’m a GTV boy, bitch I’m poppin, poppin'
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| I need coke, need coke like «Where the fuck is papi?»
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| If you tryna run off, you know we popped ya noggin'
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| First you get that money then you get that power
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| If he tune his nose up, boy he on that powder
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| Now you walk around with 50 in your trousers
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| Diamonds boolin' on my chest, no fuckin' blouser
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| Bitch, I make it rain shower, ya dig that?
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| They won’t know a thing about ya, if you zip that
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| Hit 'em with that blocka-blocka, nigga get back
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| Be that, be that, never crack, did that |