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Ay, Big Money |
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Heavyweight |
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Ay, Fresh, we back at it daddy |
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Big Tymers, old treat, summertime boy |
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See it's summertime homie and we born to shine |
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Cadillac dipped grill with the 9 on line |
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Keep the ice on packed, with the big mack stacks |
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Rims dipped the same color as the new |
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CadillacSee we lace our hoes, and smoke our dro' |
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When we go to the club, we go through the back door |
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With the nine on my waistline |
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Any nigga act up he get that nine to his fuckin' mind |
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Homie still doing time |
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Son a sack through his mind, he get it through the pipeline |
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Flicks, so you see how we shine |
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Everybody know stunna so you know |
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I'm doing mines |
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It's a vision of dreams with |
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Cadillac machines |
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Get loot not hoes if you know what |
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I meanGotta hustle and grind, keep the money on your mind |
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Summertime all hoods, blow up and shine |
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Got everything they ever built, everything they ever made |
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And on my bed, |
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I even got a mink spread |
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And all my cars, gotta have spinning blades |
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And all my toys, gotta have an infrared |
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Got everything they ever built, everything they ever made |
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And on my bed, |
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I even got a mink spread |
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And all my cars, gotta have spinning blades |
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And all my toys, gotta have an infrared |
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Six years ago, a friend of mine |
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Said it's gon' rain before the sunshine |
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Some gon' lead, some gon' follow |
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Some gon' spit, some gon' swallow |
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Now, where you going? |
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And where you been? |
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And what's your angle? |
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And how you fit in? |
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So this time |
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I made up my mind |
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Fuck being broke, it's time to shine |
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Kiss my momma, tell my daddy |
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I'm goneBaby boy, on his way to make a song |
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From a quarter to a dollar to a five to a ten |
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You are witnessin' |
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The rise of a young black entrepreneur |
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Spread my wings, |
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I'm about to soar |
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Two million, three million nigga |
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I did itTwo billion, three billion, nigga let's get it |
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Got everything they ever built, everything they ever made |
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And on my bed, |
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I even got a mink spread |
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And all my cars, gotta have spinning blades |
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And all my toys, gotta have an infrared |
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Got everything they ever built, everything they ever made |
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And on my bed, |
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I even got a mink spread |
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And all my cars, gotta have spinning blades |
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And all my toys, gotta have an infrared |
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See, I'm a neighborhood baller with the beamers and sprawlers |
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The broads keep callin' 'cuz, baby, |
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I'm ballin' |
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Hood rich shit with these ghettos and bricks |
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Stunna back at it ma' with that brand new six |
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Stunna got that caddy with the bubble eye lips |
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Fully equipped whips to custom made shit |
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Now everything is wet and everything is slick |
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And everything is paid, |
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Mannie mink pimp |
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If you scared, get the new escalade |
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The long motherfucker get the head done in |
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SuedeThis is shining at it's best, nigga wear your vest |
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Southern ass nigga with his shirts and jeans fresh |
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I like them starched heavy, big box |
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ChevyHead till' |
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I'm dead from my ol' girl |
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DebbieDon't try it, buy it, if its factory, amplify it |
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Might go Nitro, ignite it |
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Got everything they ever built, everything they ever made |
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And on my bed, |
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I even got a mink spread |
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And all my cars, gotta have spinning blades |
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And all my toys, gotta have an infrared |
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Got everything they ever built, everything they ever made |
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And on my bed, |
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I even got a mink spread |
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And all my cars, gotta have spinning blades |
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And all my toys, gotta have an infrared |
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Yeah, I see ya |
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Casey, I see ya fam, |
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GillyMikkey, |
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Boo, Mike, |
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Stone, Lac, d-boy |
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CeedyWop, ay, |
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Ta I got you girl, |
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I'm a hold us down shorty |
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We gon buy us some new private jets, yeah |
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Weezy We, |
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Young Money, |
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Squad upMannie |
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Freezie, Suga |
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Slim, Joe and |
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Greg, I got us, baby |
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Hold on, nigga, it's all good homie, ay, |
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RodneyIt's ya boy, it's |
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Bird Beezy my |
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NeezyWe riding for ya |
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Darkchild in the building nigga |
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Yeah, ay, |
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Tanto, I ain't forget 'bout you nigga |
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Uptown we in this bitch, nigga, ay, ay, we riding |
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Till the wheels fall off, nigga, guaranteed |
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We won't look back from here, nigga, yeah, yeah |
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We keeping it hood, you know |
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We only know it one way, nigga, yeah, yeah, ah |
