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Ayo Game, what they do boy? |
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It's DJ Khaled |
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I got my black and red Jordan Retro 6's on |
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I'm all about getting money |
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I love glorifying my hard work |
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Popping bottles |
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*******t, them hoes love it too |
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This DJ Khaled, We the Best |
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Ayo Game |
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Red Nation |
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All I know is bottles and rocking J's |
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Bottles and rocking J's |
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Bottles and rocking J's |
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Bottles and rocking J's |
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******* and getting money |
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******* and getting money |
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******* and getting money |
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******* and getting money |
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Bottles and rocking J's |
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Bottles and rocking J's |
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Bottles and rocking J's |
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Bottles and rocking J's |
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******* and getting money |
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******* and getting money |
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******* and getting money |
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******* and getting money |
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All I know is how to smash on everybody record and do what I do |
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And make somebody have to go and get a hearse |
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Yo, Game I don't really give a ******* if it's your record |
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And you my brother my ******* look I got to rhyme fresh |
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See the way I coming, how I do the game, church |
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Ask somebody, you got to know you need to get a nurse |
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Let me bang them with another killer, then we put a couple bottles on the chiller |
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Kill them with another verse |
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Everybody see the way I be going and going |
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How I do it |
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*******s the only way we know it, but then again, yes we do |
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We knowing how I be banging |
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And every sheet that I get |
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All the heat I be packing |
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And I show it off |
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With all this money you know where I'm heading |
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And I'm going to get the Jordans the patent 11 leathers |
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They really banging all the way down to the feathers |
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And I get a couple pair with all this money I be getting |
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And I kill them with the bounce, you see the way a ******* stepping |
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And we pop bottles and we rock J's, see me repping |
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Let me show you way I do it before I hit you with the weapon |
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Don't be spilling liquor all over my *******t, give me a second |
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*******t, anyway, see we got to get it up |
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Probably feeling models up |
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Let me wrap a bottle up |
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Let me see everybody put your liquors bottle up |
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*******, I'm getting money, bottles and rocking chains |
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Money like I'm LeBron, my whip collection insane |
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Suicidal thoughts, highway to heaven riding like a boss |
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Condominium in the clouds, sixty G's a month |
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Fifty floors, marble walls, pictures of Boston Georgia |
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******* snorting blow, ******g fast, and cooking **** |
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Sanctify, Bally shoes, Audemars, Franck Muller, that Chopard |
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My new ******* must menage, I'm a G |
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Bottles and rocking J's |
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Smoking and sipping Spades |
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Pistol tucked in my Louis |
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Heat it up like I'm Wade |
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******* don't do LeBrons, Kobe up on the weekends |
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Jordans Monday through Friday, especially when I'm freaking |
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Them cool greys, that's Monday |
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Them Space Jams, that's Tuesday |
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Them Spike Lee's, on Wednesday |
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23 in my Benz, aye |
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You know I love them sixes, especially on my ******* |
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13s and them spandex on Thursday, it's your birthday |
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And Friday I ain't lying, King of Diamonds, I'm in heaven |
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Red bone, ******* popping on my black and red 11's |
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Patent leather when I step in |
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You know what I'm repping |
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It's S-double-O, W-Double-O |
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Black number 4s I aint get it from the store, Bus know |
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That all I know is |
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I put footprints in them couches |
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I put so much in my two step |
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Put on for my city, I ain't got no choice but to rep |
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I put straight shots in they hair |
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Make pretty girls, do the ugly face |
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And they just my song on |
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Move back I need dougie space like aye, aye |
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Then its right back to my mugging face |
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*******s saying put the ****** out |
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BBM, you bugging face |
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We walked in, want something, bottles pop like we won something |
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Raise a glass for everybody that's done something from nothing |
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No grind, no *******ne, dress code, we pay no mind |
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Cargos and J's on, they let sun in, no blinds |
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All I drink is my *******t |
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Stop playing, YouTube |
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But tonight we on that red berry and cranberry, SooWoo |
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And I'm smoking on that purp |
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Sipping on that purp |
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I came in this ******* with some *******s that will murk |
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And we ain't about all that talking, you a dead man walking |
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Stomp a ******* ass out, in these number 4 Jordans |
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Got a scope on the barrel, that's a hammer with a camera |
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Hollow tips *******, tip a ******* like a dancer |
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I don't know nothing but ******* and getting money |
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Blood gang, kill a ******* in public |
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Young Tunechi |
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Shoot a ******* ass up then it's deuces |
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Head shots, that ******g vest is so useless |
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Yeah, yo Chuck, ******* these *******s |
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You know who P-I-ru? |
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Killer B's ******* |
