| I’m smokin' on the best right now
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| Believe that
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| I can vouch for that, I can bet money on that
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| That whip cost money, I ain’t lyin'
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| My mama said I did it, I’m up, stop playin' with me, yeah
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| He get caught playin' games, recieve that fine, yeah
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| Shawty got a thing for them tunes, I been playin' her keys
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| In jail, but daddy be prayin' for me
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| Goin' hard like I done did thirty years
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| Trials in life went through, I beat
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| Made it out, still tryna get thirty kills
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| Alright, but life was hard
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| Grew up, got smart, but still gon' murder still
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| I be countin' money 'til they throw the appeal
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| I be where it’s grimy, steady keepin' it real
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| Eyes out my window
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| Tryna make sure that these niggas don’t get one in, though
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| I’m inside this bitch with extendos
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| No love, no loss, so
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| Can’t depend on niggas
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| Wrist out left my hand cold
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| What you think I’m tryna win for?
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| And it’s so much more
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| My mama, she know that I got it, I gotta achieve, yeah
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| I’m collectin' them dollars, invest in who slangin' them choppers
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| They a part of this lead, I’m sayin'
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| Them hundreds won’t matter forever
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| They play, we gon' murder the man, all ten
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| Baton Rouge, New Orleans where a young nigga headed with birds in a van
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| I can give you a clue, what I cannot do is show you my hand
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| You gon' make me hurt you, no, I won’t choose, stop playin'
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| Make me cool when I come through, you know you can (Rap shit)
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| I’m gon' get you so high, you cannot land
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| Eyes out my window
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| Tryna make sure that these niggas don’t get one in, though
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| I’m inside this bitch with extendos
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| No love, no loss, so
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| Can’t depend on niggas
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| Wrist out left my hand cold
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| What you think I’m tryna win for?
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| That whip cost money, I ain’t lyin'
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| My mama said I did it, I’m up, stop playin' with me, yeah
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| He get caught playin' games, recieve that fine, yeah
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| Shawty got a thing for them tunes, I been playin' her keys
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| Who’s that peekin' in my motherfuckin' window?
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| Well, let them know that they on the fuckin' outside lookin' in, though
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| Out that N-O, and I don’t look out my window
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| 'Cause all I see is the shitshow
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| I fuck all of my ho friends, but I don’t fuck on my friend’s ho
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| 'Less he toss that bitch, but fuck that bitch, let’s fuck the world
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| That yopper shot a hundred times, felt like I did a hundred curls
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| Your Wonder Woman wonderin' why your wonderland ain’t wonderworld
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| I jump inside her underworld, made her cum a hundred pearls
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| She pussy pop in the back to «Window Shoppin'»
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| Tinted windows, let the windows hide me
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| Crack the window, barrel stickin' out, it’s stick 'em up
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| Lit 'em up, roll windows up, the window wipers off
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| I work the TEC like Window Microsoft, my windows on defrost
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| Eyes out my window
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| Tryna make sure that these niggas don’t get one in, though
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| I’m inside this bitch with extendos
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| No love, no loss, so
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| Can’t depend on niggas
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| Wrist out left my hand cold
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| What you think I’m tryna win for?
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| That whip cost money, I ain’t lyin'
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| My mama said I did it, I’m up, stop playin' with me, yeah
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| He get caught playin' games, receive that fine, yeah
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| Shawty got a thing for them tunes, I been playin' her keys
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| Who’s that peekin' in my window? |
| Bah
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| Nobody know, nobody know |