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I'm making it hard for these little rap chicks to come out |
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I'm coppin' whips you in the street with your thumb out |
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You wanna battle but when it's time to spit you dumb out |
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Singles i've touched been going platinum since the first one out |
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I put on seven niggas just to carry me on |
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Amilliyon say the hook let'em carry the song |
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I be the only bitch on the mic makin' it hot |
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With the smoke in the drop in the vacant lot |
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Since this bitch been in this game i been takin' spots |
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And if you hatin' me, shit you must be hatin' the roc |
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Take it there yeah, i break it down like this |
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Ain't a bitch live who can make it sound like this |
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Don't make amilliyon have to pull rank |
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Lyrics never on e, i keep a full tank |
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Any nigga that i fuck wit got my name in the bank |
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Yeah you heard me, he got at least my name in the bank |
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Everything i spit be raw |
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I be like 10lbs of coke and be quick to draw |
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And it's pure fuck miami, it be ecuador |
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For my peeps fuck a foot |
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I got they leg in the door |
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Yo, let's take it to the whips, bitch five or six |
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We could take it to the block flip dimes to bricks |
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Take it to the mic see who spit the livest shit |
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Who wanna take it to the streets to the nines and clips |
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I'm the bitch that won't skate when daddy empty the safe |
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Lie on the stand if jake hem'em up with a case |
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Far as this rap shit fuck fame or shine or rhyme |
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I don't care who joint drop the same time as min |
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Chicks redo albums once they heard my buzz |
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Mother fuckers know, i'm a track murderer |
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So you could, pop shit bitch run your mouth |
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I know niggas that'll get you right in front of your house |
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For free and that's just on the strength of me |
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If you could touch amil then you could mention me |
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You think jay wrote this, that's complimenting me |
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I'm the best till somebody prove me differently |
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You got beef, let's put it all on the table |
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You want the hottest clique on the street |
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You know the label |
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You want the hottest bitch ever known i' willing and able |
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Could y'all broads be story tale like a eastside fable |
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You want me to spit bitch make it payable |
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If you lucky if you'll be hearing back within a day or two |
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That's just comin from a chick who done paid her dues |
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Know i'm the hottest chick from kicks to the gator shoes |
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A yo, respect this shield of david piece on the necklace |
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Now who wanna take it to some next shit? |
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Hey yo i crush all bitches, eat up most niggas |
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Teach these rap broads, train gold diggas |
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You know i know niggas and you know i hld figures |
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We speak but that don't mean my niggas is yo niggas |
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We up in your spot strapped with the hoods on |
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I am major coins and any bitch i put on nigga |
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