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I’m wired, let’s start a fire |
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Might choke a ************ out with a barbed wire |
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My attire say umpire |
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Whole lot of wealth I’ve acquired |
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But for now I’ll kick off the newbies |
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Barefooted and I’m let off the doogies |
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Money goes but this middle finger won’t |
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So I finger ******* the world and get my middle finger on |
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F down, insane so the list |
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Flip the coupe, to you the same |
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My slit game here like I’m too busy |
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Swallow as if you know who with the caine |
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See I got more nuts than payday |
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Who mother*******? Come ************ better pay me |
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Head first like I skydive in it |
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And you know what it is when I drive by’s in it |
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Money money, money money |
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Where the ******* my money |
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Diamond, diamond, you know what what’s coming |
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The way my crew cut, they be at yo necks |
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Like a crew cut and you be at yo best |
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When it’s two left, but we don’t get ****** |
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We don’t get ******, that’s when I shoot up |
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(Hook) |
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I’m just doing what I’m supposed to be doing |
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While I’m doing that you supposed be doing |
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Same things so you can go all the way through it |
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But you ain’t doing that ‘cus you hope that we going to bed |
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But believe me there ain’t no way |
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Just hate me while I’m livin the life |
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Hate me while I’m livin the life |
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Yea I be going hard, hard, hard |
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Hard, hard, hard |
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When ******* was struggling I was overseas hustling |
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I been overseas doubling |
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Now I’m over these customs in |
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‘Cus my ovaries bubbling |
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Tired of burping these ******* |
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I see my work in these ******* |
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Can’t see my worth in these ******* |
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Hold up, I get it now |
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I’ll never let another fake ************ give me pounds |
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So that’s just the kind I could throw, well my *******s will flip |
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My *******s are trips, they ******* as the ************s |
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Straight assholes when they burstin off |
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And you go break yo neck like bust a call |
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So put yo hands where my eyes can see |
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Put ain’t gon see yo death like a prophecy |
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See I’m a rolling stone ‘cus of my rock star life |
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You a rolling in stone ‘cus you get rocks, throw a pipe |
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If money do the talkin my hoe wussup |
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When my star goes up yours cold, plummets |
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Work em like ginger oh yea |
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I kill em like Blanco |
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I’m talkin wake up 5 OJ and then go cop me a bronco |
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(Hook) |
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I’m just doing what I’m supposed to be doing |
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While I’m doing that you supposed be doing |
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Same things so you can go all the way through it |
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But you ain’t doing that ‘cus you hope that we going to bed |
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But believe me there ain’t no way |
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Just hate me while I’m livin the life |
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Hate me while I’m livin the life |
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Yea I be going hard, hard, hard |
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Hard, hard, hard |