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(feat. The Notorious B.I.G) |
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(Chorus:) |
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Cash money in a bag bustin the sac and dag with my durag who that true that |
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Cash money in a bag bustin the sac and dag for my durag who that true that |
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(Bizzy Bone:) |
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Step in the party already and we gon get high |
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Bacardi and mix it with mango |
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Couple of bottles and go to the tables |
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Just me and them diamonds we shinning like angels |
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Look at the women with curves and angles |
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Hey I'm a rango tango |
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We never change we doing that same old same old |
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Shooting the regular they know they know |
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Couple of bros couple of bros |
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Trouble it back to the usual |
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Latter they pass the weed whatever you need bleed |
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And everything beautiful boo-doo do you true you to you who you |
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You know he that boo-doo |
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And now I'm out looking for mu-shoo |
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Oo what you looking at boo-boo my nigga foo-foo |
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Get her to talk and chat quick as a cat that xxxx bad as that |
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The level located right out of the bat |
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Cause after the club you know where I'm at |
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Little they do what he do |
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You know he the mac of the clique true though |
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You ready to go I'm ready to roll I be in the car with this pump when you ready to roll |
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(Chorus:) |
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Cash money in a bag bustin the sac and dag with my durag who that true that |
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Cash money in a bag bustin the sac and dag for my durag who that true that |
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(Lazzy Bone:) |
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Let me get this cracking what's hapening |
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Yeah I'm all about my paper stacking |
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I'm a floss on the scene but I feel like flashing |
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Check the record I went way past platinum |
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I acting patient I'm smashing taking |
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Anything I want cause I got to faking |
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I'm a keep it shaking these moves I'm making everything to prove no time is wasting |
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These weights is hating but it ain't nothing new |
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Niggas that slow when the gun slap through yeah |
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Too deep in that bently coup |
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Pull up to the curb like what it do |
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I'm a fool with a swag got my tool in my bag |
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Nigga so clean I don't need to brag |
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Pretty girls on me tryna leave with half |
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But they fu*k with your boy cause they see the cash |
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I'm a buy the bar I'm a hit the floor staying at the club cause I'm blazin dro |
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I'm a do it real big til I'm faded yo |
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I'm the man round here I'm amazing ho |
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You know this lazy flow got me mad respect |
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If a nigga disrespect I'm a have his neck |
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Litle niggas in the past that I had to check |
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They found out I was playing with a half a deck yep |
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(Chorus:) |
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Cash money in a bag bustin the sac and dag with my durag who that true that |
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Cash money in a bag bustin the sac and dag for my durag who that true that |
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Biggie smalls |
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Welcome to my centre |
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Honeys feel it deep in they placenta |
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Cold as the pole in the winter |
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Ricochet of the vertabre dead splat where your heart be at |
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Now starts the cardiac arest wheres your vest |
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You forgot now you slowly drop cause your heart stop beating |
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Your xxxxx xxx crew is retreating |
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Niggas left ya fu*ked up passed out with ya xxx out |
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Pockets ran through stripped with ya brains bashed out |
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Niggas wanna do me slugs just run through me |
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Light trees to branches cliffs to avalanches it's the prayin mantis |
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Deep like the mother faracon |
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A mother fu*kin rap phenomenon |
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I make it hot |
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(Chorus:) |
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Cash money in a bag bustin the sac and dag with my durag who that true that |
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Cash money in a bag bustin the sac and dag for my durag who that true that |
