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Paid $100 for some head, n***a, Say you ain't did it! |
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I know a lick at 4 mil', n***a, Say you ain't with it! |
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Now if we hit this lick, n***a, & you don't want to split it |
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Then it's bow, bow, bow to your mot*****in' fitted, now! |
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I don't give a f**k, I don't give a f**k! |
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I pull up in that truck, Pull up in that truck |
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I run that b***h over, call it Trukfit |
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And yeah I'm on my own, I'm screamin' "Fuck it" |
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F**k it, I'm whippin' it crazy |
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I'm ridin' the foreign, I'm doin' 180 |
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My chain so heavy, My brain so deadly |
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Type of n***a buy the watch & change the bezzy |
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They ain't never seen me comin' like this |
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Smokin' on that gasoline in the vip |
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They need ding-a-ling for the trampoline |
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Cause all these b*****s want to do is jump on the d**k |
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I hop over fence, I'm offended by co-defendants |
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Drink codeine for mornin' sickness |
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Your dad was a mot*****in' snitch, so n***a, you were born a witness |
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Allstate, accident forgiveness |
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Say my name by accident, We actin' ignorant |
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Doing a drive-by while you playin' different |
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This that Me Time at the finest |
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You won't beat me or see me whinin' |
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I am gangsta like the Raiders cap with a Jheri Curl on the side |
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I like thighs & breasts, I hide from stress |
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I don't even know where my phone at |
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Crib so motherfuckin big, I don't even know where my room at! |
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Whip so fast they say ''there he go'' |
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B***h so bad, man, I think she know |
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Turned 100 to a mill, man I think they know |
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Ducking on the low, man, I think they know |
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I think they know, I think they know |
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I think they know, yeah yeah, I think they know |
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I think they know, I think they know |
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I think they know, yeah yeah, I think they know |
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I think they know it, if they don't then f**k it I show it |
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Blow it like you owe it, ordered a case of Moet |
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Y'all get to going back to back for us |
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All black like I'm wanted |
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Got trophies on, I send it back in the morning |
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That money coming, trying to stack it enormous |
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You n****s p***y, f*****g rat on your homies |
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I think they know it, they know it, they know it |
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I got a plane that's sittin round the corner |
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I got some b*****s here from California |
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Got on my chains, I'm lookin like a dope boy |
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These n****s don't want it, I put that on [?] |
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My chain into 100, my belt Feragamo |
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Go to la, meet the plug in the Quintanas |
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I'm still the king of my city and they know it |
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And I paint pictures with these words, I'm a poet |
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And I drop the top on my whip, and we soarin' |
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A 50 a check then I'm in it, if n****s stay with it then they get extorted |
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And I'm gone |
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Whip so fast they say ''there he go'' |
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B***h so bad, man, I think she know |
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Turned 100 to a mill, man I think they know |
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Ducking on the low, man, I think they know |
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I think they know, I think they know |
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I think they know, yeah yeah, I think they know |
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I think they know, I think they know |
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I think they know, yeah yeah, I think they know |
