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Hold up nigga, what's this |
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What you want me to get you, a wing dinner or something |
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Man where is |
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Ro, so he could make it rain in this bitch [Hook] |
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I'm gon' get this paper, everyday |
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And I don't give a fuck, what them haters say |
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Alligators with eyes |
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Bulgari's, and a taper fade |
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If I must say so, |
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I'm sharper than a razor blade [Z-Ro] |
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I live in |
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Platinum City, that's where |
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I pay my rent |
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Hell yeah |
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I'm throwing money, while you pay my bitch |
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Hell naw I ain't a trick, just working my wrist |
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Mama I'm a serial killer, she can murder my dick |
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But I ain't paying for it, |
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I'm just making it rain |
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I hope she got insurance, |
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I'm bout to bang up her frame |
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Hurricaning in the club, breaking up your rain |
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Like Splinter |
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Cell, or magnum |
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I'm changing up the game |
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Throughout the month, |
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I'm in and out of different time zones |
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He a Cricket, |
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King of the |
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Ghetto a I |
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Phone Look like the |
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Atlantic Ocean, on top of my dome |
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My dick a car seat, that's all your woman ride on |
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Buckle up he a minute man, |
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I go a couple hours |
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When I'm finished with her, she gon' need a couple showers |
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Call it a black pap smear, |
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I'm bout to shove it down her |
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That go for her, and all them bad ass bitches around her yeah [Hook] [Z-Ro] |
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If you ain't a freak like |
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Ro, you need to let it be known |
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So I don't waste time trying to fuck, pull out my dick and just let it be blown |
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I even got a bitch on |
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Facebook, hating on me |
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Thought I was coming back, she mad still waiting on me |
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To deal with her, if she showed a little patience fo' me |
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I ain't tripping, it's so many bitches that get naked fo' me |
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She make mo' in one night, than you make in a month |
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That's why you mad at her, she a pound and you a blunt |
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If you were sexy you would dance, hoe don't even front |
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Mad cause don't nobody want you, gotta play with your cunt |
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I'm Jacoby |
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Jones, I don't know how to miss a pass |
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Plus I'm Dave |
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Chappelle, |
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I don't know how to kiss a ass |
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Yeah, and even if |
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I tried I could never fall off, too much money on my mind [Hook] [Z-Ro] |
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She think |
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I'm draped, |
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I'm the best she ever had |
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But I can't giver her no money, so if she ever ask |
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You already know |
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I'ma laugh at her, |
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I'm a playa |
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A Papa Reu with my money, |
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I put it in the air |
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I'm thinking beat up the pussy, you thinking when to pay her |
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You put it in her hand, |
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I'ma put it in her hair |
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I'm on the 19th flo', so |
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I'ma send her there |
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She can even start without me, long as she pretend |
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I'm there |
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Pussy is my priority, acronym for pimp |
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He need his leg broke, that's why he walking with a limp |
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It's been a damn good year, so where the blimp |
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Handcuff your bitch or lose her bro, all she need is a glimpse |
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Of all the places |
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I been, and the places |
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I'm gon' go |
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You can buy a car, with all the ones |
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I don't roll |
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My hoes street walkers, ain't nowhere that they won't go |
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And they check over ten thousand a night, but |
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I want mo' [Hook] |