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Chill(Chorus 2x) |
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We ridin 20s on the cars and 26s on the trucks |
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And everybody diggin us it aint no limit to the bucks |
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We makin noise in the game to let em know we comin up |
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And haters movin out the way they know they dont wanna play wit us(/Chorus)(Verse 1) |
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We ridin (Chill) how |
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I spit em man |
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Pockets holdin 50 gram |
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Ridin big body |
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Impala man me and my partners man20 inch rims keep em spinnin like a ceilin fan |
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Haters gold tending tryin to get me out my figures man |
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But they cant get the man(no) cant hit the man(no) |
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Even them |
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NBA dudes cant stick the man |
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Women crowd around me paparazzi takin pictures man |
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Catch me on the line at 3-1-0 |
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Im fixin to get em man |
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Curren$y got plenty money to stack up |
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Play with me or my crew and we'll be pickin them gats up |
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And plenty burners too in case you dudes wanna act up |
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And have you on yo cellie callin homies for back up |
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And I dont think you really want it to come this |
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Something for that growl whodi you betta shut ya trap |
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But I aint really comin huntin for no drama |
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I just wana hit the club and leave with yo baby mama(/Verse 1)** |
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Chorus**(Verse 2) |
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We ridin 20s on the |
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Bentley 26s on the |
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Lac truckIf the cop will stop me |
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Im probly gone get hacked up'cause |
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Im underage but never underpaid |
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Im makin maximum wages richie rich |
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I got it made |
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They call me |
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Romeo big game plenty dough |
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You cant hold me so let me go |
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I got talent and thats for show |
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Ask about the kid and they'll tell you that dude can flow |
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And when Im done with school |
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I be hoopin up in the pros |
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WhoaNo Limit boys we big rimmin our cars up |
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Tearin malls up spendin thousands at |
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Toys R UsNobody else whos in the game go as hard as us |
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Theres noone as large as us, you dont wanna start with us |
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I know more about kids than grown women |
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Every week they watchin my show on television |
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They gotta love me they know the boys winnin |
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The girlies keep grinnin my rims they keep spinnin(/Verse 2)** |
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Chorus**(Verse 3) |
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Im a tell ya like this keep ya eyes on your chick'cause her eyes on my wrist and these boys that |
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Im withThe girls like me whodi |
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I dont blame em |
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Im in the |
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Guiness Book of |
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Records for the richest entertainer |
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Call me the ghetto |
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Bill Gates 'cause the system cant change us |
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Had money and cars way before |
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I was famous |
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Im in the pros but |
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I could buy the the team |
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I got two made buys one blue the other green |
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If it aint ridin spinnas then you know |
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I cant roll it |
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And if I had it over a month then |
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I let my cousin hold it |
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Im the first one on |
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Cribs with a house with gold ceilings |
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Gotta truck load of |
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Bentleys 'cause thats how |
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Im livinIn the winter pull the trucks out |
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The summer its the drop top |
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P Miller on my clothes (whoa) got a million in the watch |
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Hey move out the way |
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Im ready to cause havoc |
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Me and my soldiers be ballin why must be yo actin |
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I leave cats distractin stickin like magnets |
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Im the shorty from the |
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Phillipines the main attraction |
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Rollin up in fly whips switchin every other day |
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No Limit girls ball like the |
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WNBA(/Verse3)** |
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Chorus**We ridin chill |
