| Bitches come
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| Ricky Racks
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| All these bitches different flavors, it look like a zoo
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| Jesus said we making hits, so we making hits now
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| Who are you?
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| If I’m number one, then you must be number two
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| Yung Pinch and his woes
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| Beach boy and your hoe
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Look, who says that the world that we live in isn’t cold
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| Who said I can’t get rich before I be getting old
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| Who said I was gonna flop, you
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| I don’t let that fuck shit bother me, but now I wanna know
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| Who says that the world that we live in isn’t cold
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| Who said I can’t get rich before I be getting old
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| Who said I was gonna flop, you
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| I don’t let that fuck shit bother me, but now I wanna know
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| Who says that the world that we live in isn’t cold
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| They been talking, talking, talking about shit they don’t know
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| for Christmas, I’ma give you coal
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| slimy, quit the crying, wipe your nose
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| Wipe your nose, wipe your tears, be a man now
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| go and get them bands now
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| Don’t you chase no women
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| Don’t you chase no bitches
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| They gon' get you twisted
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| You gon' be a victim
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| Wow
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| Preach
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| Always keep some hundreds with me in arm’s reach
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| Teach, that’s what I’ma do
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| All these bitches different flavors, it look like a zoo
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| Uh, who are you?
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| If I’m number one, then you must be number two
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| Bitch, ain’t nothing new
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| I do what I do
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| You watch how you move
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| Keep hating, keep hating
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| Talk down on who?
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| Talk down on me?
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| Fuck you
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| Fuck that shit, Yung Pinch, bitch
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| Look, who says that the world that we live in isn’t cold
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| Who said I can’t get rich before I be getting old
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| Who said I was gonna flop, you
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| I don’t let that fuck shit bother me, but now I wanna know
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| Who says that the world that we live in isn’t cold
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| Who said I can’t get rich before I be getting old
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| Who said I was gonna flop, you
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| I don’t let that fuck shit bother me, but now I wanna know
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| Now I wanna know, know, know, woah, yeah
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| Now I wanna know
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| Now I got the money, yeah, now I got your hoe
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| Woah, woah, woah, woah
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| Man, this shit here a throwaway
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| I’ma come back in a little, I’ma go away
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| Ay, ay, ay, ay
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| Who said I can’t get rich before I be getting old
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| Who says that the world that we live in isn’t cold |