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Catch up, niggas |
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Damn you fadin' hov, how you gave 'em that? |
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All the martika, with the alligator strap |
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Sick of y'all niggaz with ya now or later raps |
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Rap about it now, hope you get it later |
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Do a couple shows, hope you niggas is savin' up |
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I'll show you how to do this son |
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This particular watch be a one of one |
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That means none before it, none to come |
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The homie that's rappin' be the only one that has it |
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I'll show you how to do this son |
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You ain't heard? |
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I push the sixes when the fives is out |
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You can't fight me, in the |
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Porsche I'll box you out |
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I'll show you how to do this son |
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We don't drive |
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X 5's we give 'em to baby-mammas |
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Push the big top that shake like the canvas, chickens snack box |
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I get it crackin' when |
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I'm backing out the garage |
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A 360 drop farage, shutdown |
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ManhattanBucket low, like **** it, though |
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Nights on, daytime, lights on |
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Hell yeah |
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I'm frontin' but you love it, though |
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I'll show you how to do this son |
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Nigga I'm a check writer your royalty receivers |
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Y'all eaten off |
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Pa Dem, on the low like a |
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CesarPay ya taxes, you niggaz is hustlin' backwards |
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I cop and crash whips, |
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Jay is a bastard |
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I'll show you how to do this son |
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How you want it, my jeans is 300 |
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This ain't |
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Diesel, nigga, these is |
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EvisuTop is rock, you know the rest |
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A big bucket of frozen water on my chest |
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I'll show you how to do this son |
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Get a crate, some crack, and some house slippers |
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A newspaper, look out boy, and get ya chips up |
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Or get a gun, a mask an escape route |
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Some ducktape'll make 'em take you to the house |
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And ma don't give him nothin', unless he treatin' you special |
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Soon he'll get desperate, and go down and bless you |
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And when he come up for air, with a mouth full of hair |
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Just grab your coach bag and get the **** outta there, yeah |
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I'll show you how to do this hon |
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Look, think big, **** getting your nails done |
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Think cars, cribs, jewels, some shit for your son |
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Don't let 'em give you, hard dick and bubble gum |
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Make him cop the |
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Lex Bubble, 2001 hon |
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I'll show you how to do this hon |
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And if your man got you bangin' up, it could be worse |
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Just put a little in the baggy, put a little in the purse |