| I got two Glocks just like I’m Iron Man
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| Come try your luck, I’ma up that stick just like a blind man
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| I’ma serve these chickens while they hot just like a frying pan
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| Ain’t get no advance, turned that to a hundred bands
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| Walk in my show like, «Look who payin'»
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| Then got my cash and fucked them fans
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| He move too smart, can’t trust no man
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| Let’s have a baby, little bae
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| Damn, he gon' bust it out the window
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| And I got that chopper with the cartridge like I play Nintendo
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| I just took the Bentley, got it bulletproofed
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| Exterminator, you a rat, just know we had to get rid of you
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| Covered in diamonds, I hope I don’t drown in all these Cubans
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| And I just need me a bitch
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| Who like to talk shit and like to take dick
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| And we gon' get rich
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| We gon' get this money, I can’t play around
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| And I just need me a bitch
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| Who like to talk shit, who like to take dick
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| And we gon' get rich
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| We gon' get this money, I can’t play around
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| Done mostly fell in love with the plug
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| I think I fell in love with the drugs
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| I did what I did and it was what it was
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| I’m the man up in my city
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| When I walk up in this bitch, they know what’s up, yeah
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| I walked up in this bitch with like a dub
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| Gettin' love from all the bitches, all the broke niggas just mug
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| Knowin' if a nigga play, then I’m gon' lay him down
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| Please don’t try me or my gang 'cause we don’t play around
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| I know my niggas snuck the glizzys in at the club
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| And I just need me a bitch
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| Who like to talk shit and like to take dick
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| And we gon' get rich
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| We gon' get this money, I can’t play around
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| And I just need me a bitch
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| Who like to talk shit, who like to take dick
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| And we gon' get rich
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| We gon' get this money, I can’t play around
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| Uh, I want a bad, bougie, business-mindin' chick with a lil' hood in her
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| That’ll kick that paper out soon as I stick this wood in her
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| Catch a case, she’ll be right there with daddy bond money
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| I’m a bad boy combin' through this Sean money
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| Voice hard as concrete, words smooth as silk, though
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| Pushed a whole lot of weight, never got ripped, though
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| Hit her with this vitamin D, she drink the milk, though
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| Yeah, I done been robbed before, nigga got killed, though
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| Car ain’t got no roof like it lost its voice
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| Like a mirror after a hot shower, I make 'em moist
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| By the time I’m finished beatin' up that puddy, that cat be parched
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| My pockets sittin' fat, yours flat, you ain’t got no arch, nigga
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| In Roger Williams Projects, bein' broke is forbidden
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| The game greasy, nigga, I’m talkin' Church’s Chicken
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| I’m street, so 'fore you cross me, look both ways
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| Nigga with the attitude, wrist full of O’Sheas
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| And I just need me a bitch
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| Who like to talk shit and like to take dick
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| And we gon' get rich
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| We gon' get this money, I can’t play around
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| And I just need me a bitch
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| Who like to talk shit, who like to take dick
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| And we gon' get rich
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| We gon' get this money, I can’t play around |