| Hammys on his head, can’t touch it though
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| Tryin' to stop me like the po po you know that’s a no no
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| No no no no, you know thats a no no
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| Tryin' to stop me like the po po you know that’s a no no
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| Hammys on his head, can’t touch it though
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| Tryin' to stop me like the po po you know that’s a no no
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| No no no no, you done lost your head
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| I can get paid without cockin' the K
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| World in my hands, I’m rockin' your fate
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| That’s why niggas talking like something to say
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| Fucks too many whores, either or
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| I stuck my cock in the gate
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| She wet like the dock of the bay
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| Oil like the canvas, bangin' the paint
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| I’m so can’t comprehend game
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| Nothing to win, vitamin D
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| All that shit
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| Pull up to my crib, she like «Damn that’s crazy»
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| Bed’s going crazy, she like «Damn that’s squeaky»
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| Gave her that dick, she like «Damn that’s brazy»
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| Hoes that know me know he real
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| And he ain’t playing so its real
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| I’m just doing right now boy
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| Chasing hoes bro they came for immortal
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| And that’s what I get and they dont get if that makes sense
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| Smoke 'em both out, how could you say that’s a no no?
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| When a negro on his knuckles still ball hard on the court
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| Watch what I export, can’t get into casinos
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| So don’t play with money, rumors on hundred ten
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| Then they be comin' then, I be chillin' somewhere bitch
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| Black denim bitch, probably with your bitch
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| But she can’t get this doe though
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| She gallop over here, just to gargle my kids
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| You better not reappear, I don’t fuck with hoodrat hoes
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| Fucked her
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| Kicked her to the curb again
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| No, no no
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| Oh nah to the nah
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| my flow
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| Oh hell to the nah |