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Call the shit first this. |
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Yeah! Let go! |
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Throw a hundred on the fifty try break the pot, |
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Need a bench straight to the top, |
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Throw a hundred on the fifty try make a pot. |
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Nigga have you ever spend a hundred, fifty thought cash on the court case, |
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Walk about that bitch, grab your nuts and turn back on the base, |
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Big wheels with that most have not, box of lay with the big blut, |
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We're not pull up on the spot, bitch you whipe me down when I'm happing out |
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And I'm tired of this and I'm tired of that, |
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Boy thing is over and my pocket's fat, |
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I love the teeth but I hate the rest, |
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They talking shit but they know the rest, |
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Now pour me up that purp [?], mitch me up and [?] |
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I love the money and bitches too, |
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Choppers for me baby what it do, uhh. |
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[Hook:] |
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Rich boy, yeah |
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Throw a hundred on the fifty try break the pot, pot |
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Peter Pan straight to the top, |
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Throw a hundred on the fifty try break the pot, yeah |
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Throw a hundred on the fifty try break the pot, yeah |
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Break break break the pot, |
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Throw a hundred on the fifty try break the pot. |
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My bitch saw that pussy holding, and bust it over now stripper buzz |
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My eyes so cold, no [?] |
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My diamonds signed my hoes fine, |
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This smoke time and I'm rolling mine |
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My ex-es so I got a grind |
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In life we live with them way in line, |
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Peter Pan, break the pot, rip it off and nigga make a lot, |
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You're talking like you were in block, |
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But you got that and throw the cop |
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Can't copy me I'm too [?], she tips and I acting better wise |
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She's suck a dick an making freaky signs, |
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That pussy nigga how you lie me now. |
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[Hook:] |
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Rich boy, yeah |
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Throw a hundred on the fifty try break the pot, pot |
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Peter Pan straight to the top, |
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Throw a hundred on the fifty try break the pot, yeah |
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Throw a hundred on the fifty try break the pot, yeah |
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Break break break the pot, |
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Throw a hundred on the fifty try break the pot. |
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Niggas notice how my whole kids, |
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And guess so high when I smoke this |
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Ballin' hard with my court bitch, ballin' with that joint risk |
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My plug paint can you lick a pist, I'm shootin this I bitch miss, |
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[?] can make a stick, my party lean keep switchin lean, |
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Pimps like me with the game ain't folks, |
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Sick nigga hoes and one condo, |
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Smoke and blow one roll up one more, |
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They burn up till my eyes turn low, |
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Drive my top with the car ain't moe, |
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Pull out slow that's how she roll, |
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Though we throw I'm a dick no [?] |
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And I do this shit like it's all you know. |
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[Hook:] |
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Rich boy, yeah |
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Throw a hundred on the fifty try break the pot, pot |
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Peter Pan straight to the top, |
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Throw a hundred on the fifty try break the pot, yeah |
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Throw a hundred on the fifty try break the pot, yeah |
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Break break break the pot, |
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Throw a hundred on the fifty try break the pot. |