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Yeah... Millzi I see you... |
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T told me do this ************t |
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So I'm a do this ************t... |
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NO CEILINGS! |
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YEAH! |
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HAHA! |
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HEHE! |
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I'm a run this down tonight... |
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Alrite nah... uh |
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[Verse:] |
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****** we are |
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So ready for the war |
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C.A.R.T.E.R. |
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Put the beat in E.R. |
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I'm colder than B.R. |
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Add another 3 Rs |
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Watch me like DVD, VCR |
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Pump to ya chest, I ain't talkin' CPR |
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Riding this track, like a mother******' street car |
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New Orleans coroner |
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His name is Frank Minyard |
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****** with me wrong you'll be waking up in his yard |
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Man I go crazy on the beat, I go nimrod |
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Man I act a ass treat the beat like a hemorrhoid |
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Man I go to work on a beat call it employed |
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Man I kicks it ************ get ya ************n guard |
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Uh... Young Money run this |
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Towns, Countries |
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I still eat rappers |
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Mmm, scrumptious |
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My goons tote thumpers |
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They pump em like krumpers |
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Anybody beat, I'm gonna go Archie Bunkers |
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Tucci be the wildest |
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Let's run the metropolis |
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I Pop like Lolli's |
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You drop like eye lids |
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The money keep calling I hear the ************t dialing |
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And they say money talks you can hear my ************t hollin' |
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You softer then nylin... Oops I meant nylon |
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Perfection is the goal and I'm headed to the pylon |
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Crown fit me good, I ain't even gotta try on |
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The pistol mean business, that ************ should have a tie on |
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T done told me do the ************t |
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So I had to do the ************t |
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I get super hero money, call a ****** super rich |
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Keep it super for a while let me get on my super ************t |
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Super I'll, super sick |
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Dawg I go Super Vick |
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Ran into a super woman, turned her to a super ************ |
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Hit her with that super ************, she be ************ super quick |
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Super Millz, Mack, Tyga, Streetz, Nelli, Super Nick |
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Super Drizzy, Gudda, Chuckee, Twist, that's the super clique |
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Now I'm off that super ************t, |
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****** that ************t, I super quit |
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Running circles round the game, like a hula hoop and ************t |
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You gone have to loop this ************t |
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There won't be a duplicate |
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And my blunts be super thick |
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I'm higher then a super kick |
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I'm the bomb baby, watch me nuke this ************t |
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When I leave the booth, they gotta scoop this ************t |
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My apologies, diabolically |
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I'm the prodigy, do you roger me? |
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I look in the flames, and see a hotter me |
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But how come I'm still colder then commonly |
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Yeah we run this town like a lot of feet |
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Yung Moolah baby, I'm proud of me |
