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Seem like they be hating |
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From June to January |
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Mad cuz I'm balling and |
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Kissing on Halle Barry |
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Yep that's me(yep) |
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I'm in that drop lookin Flizziyy(fly) |
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So many gorillas wit guns |
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They think im T.I. |
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What up man? |
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I'm in the club going strong with it |
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Champagne, we in the back |
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Mixing strong with it |
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And if you stunting and |
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Serious about your paper |
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Wave yo hands, |
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Don't forget to tell them haters |
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Yep that's me, yep(ay) |
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Yep that's me, yep(ay) |
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Yep that's me, yep(ay) |
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Yep that's me, yep(ay) |
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Yep that's meeeee |
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Soulja Boy Tell 'Em |
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Yep that's meeeee |
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Swish, swish, swish, swish |
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They be like 'who that is?' |
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Pulling up in that new Bentley |
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You step out |
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Push your chest out |
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Flip your hair |
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While they staring |
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Say yep that's me, yep |
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Girl you strutting looking flawless |
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Them red bottoms on |
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Just to let them know you balling |
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Independent(ayy) |
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Handle business(ayy) |
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That body got me wanna say |
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Hold up a minute(ayy) |
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Ladies if your out here getting paper |
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Do yourself a favor |
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Don't forget to tell all of them haters |
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Yep that's me, yep(ay) |
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Yep that's me, yep(ay) |
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Yep that's me, yep(ay) |
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Yep that's me, yep(ay) |
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Yep that's meeeee |
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Soulja Boy Tell 'Em |
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Yep that's meeeee |
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Swish, swish, swish, swish |
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Hey Ladies |
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(Hey Jamie) |
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You got your Louie |
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Got your Gucci |
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Got your face |
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Got your lips |
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Make them pass out |
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Stick your ass out |
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Put your hands on your hips |
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Say yep that's me, yep(ay) |
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(Yep that's me, yep) |
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(Yep that's me, yep) |
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(Yep that's me, yep) |
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Yep that's me, yep(ay) |
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Yep that's me, yep(ay) |
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Yep that's me, yep(ay) |
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Yep that's me, yep(ay) |
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Yep that's meeeee |
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Soulja Boy Tell 'Em |
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Yep that's meeeee |
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Swish |
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With the king uncaged |
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As seen on the stage |
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Sharp as a blade |
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Set to blow with no grenade |
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Kaboom you sucker nigga |
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Pussy like a wound |
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When the boys uncutting |
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The syringe next to 'em |
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And you've never seen |
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A goon so groomed |
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Fly as a balloon |
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Higher than the moon |
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Cartoon ass nigga |
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Step aside make room |
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Care to hear the realist shit |
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I ever wrote stay tuned |
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Fresh out of prison curfew lifted |
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Hit the roads like puuiinnn |
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See these niggas ain't changed |
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Still sweet as perfume |
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Flows hot like June |
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But I'm cool as Janurary though |
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Foxx who the King?, yeah shawty |
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(Dey already know) |
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I hit ya town like |
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'What it do, what it is homes?' |
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Direct me to something |
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I can spend a couple mil on |
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Still on point |
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No drink, no joint |
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Nigga lying say I'm |
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Working with the pigs oink, oink |
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Play the game how it go |
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Never told on nobody |
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Nigga wanna think I did |
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Cuz you fin' to prolly |
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And my nigga KT |
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Thug Cap and Shotty |
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Who the machine gun man |
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Fully automatic shawty? |
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Yep that's me, yep(ay) |
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Yep that's me, yep(ay) |
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Yep that's me, yep(ay) |
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Yep that's me, yep(ay) |
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Yep that's meeeee |
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Soulja Boy Tell 'Em |
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Yep that's meeeee |
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Swish |