| Suck it sideways when you fuck me
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| They know my songs across the country
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| On the M-Way doing country
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| We run the game and not just country, yeah
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| Niggas be running they mouth so they back off I can‘t wait to run into your face
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| You should see how they wake up lookin like you in their dream 'bout taking
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| your place, sheesh
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| But it’s on dodge the thirty
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| I’ve known all my boys since thirteen
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| Five man and we’ve got like thirty, three girlies
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| Push to start burners murgy
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| Came in the game, bakers with stove
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| Shit got way way too murky
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| Cold, thought they got the message on Froze
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| Doin' shit they ain’t seen before
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| We just did it, whilst they just said the most
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| Umm, ey make sure that my kids are told
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| Daddy’s tryna get these jeans on bauge
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| On the net, you’re so involved
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| W-W-W What
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| I 'member what we wear that you asked me the cost
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| Fuck boy, you fuck boy I’m all that your not
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| They servin' blowjobs with a lick on the top
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| Told pops, four my brothers who are locked in the box
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| When bro told me get it, told him I got
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| Brothers keeper I ain’t taking no shots
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| Save it, uh, savings, uh
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| Niggas all blowing they savings, uh
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| Basically no basic, uh
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| Niggas more gassed than stations, uh
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| Flash your titties at my show baby, uh
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| I’m at Cherry bust it with no pole baby, uh
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| I got broads in Atlanta
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| Got a UK ting tell her come round check grow he‘s fresh from slammer
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| You know me man speaks lingos lang with gang with Cockney grammer
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| Even on set man nice for we so fashion
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| Now he’s fought me during weeks of fashion |