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[Produced by Willie B] |
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[Verse 1: Jay Rock] |
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Bitch I'm thuggin', bitch I'm thuggin' and these bitches love it |
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Doing me, she doing me cause a nigga buzzin' |
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Hundred killers, hundred goons they be tripping out |
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It ain't nothing, push a button, then they whipping out |
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Hood stars, pushing Regal's, that's a real car |
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Flag you down, I'll hit you up, let me know who you are |
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Mystery, two eleven sent you mystery |
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Don't mention me, if them pigs in your facility |
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Five star, general, felonies, criminals |
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All inside my videos, street niggas, here yeah go |
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Yeahhhh, yeah it's going down |
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For my niggas in them bushes with them chopper rounds |
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Hit the club turnt up and shut that bitch down |
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Throwing chips in the air, like poker lounge |
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Yeahhhh, whatchu know about it |
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Ask my Momma and my homies yeah, they know I'm 'bout it |
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[Hook: Jay Rock] |
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Bitch I'm thuggin', bitch I'm thuggin' got these bitches buggin' |
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Bitch I'm thuggin', bitch I'm thuggin' and they want my loving |
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Bitch I'm thuggin', hugs and kisses got you bitches mugging |
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Bitch I'm thuggin', bitch I'm thuggin' even when I'm clubbin' |
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[Bridge 1: Jay Rock] |
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L.A., (bitch I'm thuggin') |
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To the Bay, (bitch I'm thuggin') |
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Diego, (bitch I'm thuggin') |
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Portland, O, (bitch I'm thuggin') |
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Seattle, (bitch I'm thuggin') |
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Minnesota, (bitch I'm thuggin') |
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The Chi-Town, (bitch I'm thuggin') |
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And my Boston crowd, (bitch I'm thuggin') |
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[Verse 2: Jay Rock] |
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In my projects hustling, watching niggas cooking |
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Steady serving, informants looking |
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We play it off, they play it off |
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Them motha fuckas crooked, we just pay 'em off |
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Put them chickens in your city, let 'em marinate |
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Watch it bubble man, Christmas is my birthday |
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I'm feelin' myself, I'm addicted to mirrors |
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Got a thang for them thousands, I'm attracted to millions |
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Bitch watch the ceiling, I'm sky high |
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Connected around the world, call me WiFi |
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We walk up, y'all drive-by |
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He chalked up, gimme high-five |
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Swear to God I'm on a money spree, come with me |
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Show you how to make a couple dollars off a quarter ki |
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Yeahhhh, it's going down |
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For my niggas on the corners who be holding pounds |
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[Hook] |
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[Bridge 2: Jay Rock] |
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A.Z., (bitch I'm thuggin') |
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Detroit, (bitch I'm thuggin') |
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St. Louis, (bitch I'm thuggin') |
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Tennessee, (bitch I'm thuggin') |
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H-Town, (bitch I'm thuggin') |
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K.C., (bitch I'm thuggin') |
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Hot Atlanta, (bitch I'm thuggin') |
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Alabama, (bitch I'm thuggin') |
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[Verse 3: Jay Rock] |
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Dope shit, dope shit, fiends over dosing |
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Get your dosage for the low |
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Spend your dough up 'til you broke |
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Shop, open twenty-four, powder bags, powder bags |
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All over the floor, a lot of cash, lot of cash |
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Bitch I need a four, now go and get my glass |
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Fill it with Henne and Sprite, I gotta make a hundred racks tonight |
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Feds tryna' expedite, that's a lot of pressure right |
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Sike, niggas breaking even, you rookies don't stretch it right |
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Scales all digital, triple beam, triple beam |
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Visual, Big, Pac, whipping up a miracle |
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See you clowns politicking, so I got them choppers in my |
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Impala while I'm dipping like a primo, the Watts Nino |
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Brown in my cup, nigga I don't give a fuck |
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Like I'm castrated, I'm past faded |
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Yeahhhh, yeah it's going down |
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For my niggas on they hustle out there holding pounds |
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Body builders with the great white (?) sharks |
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Gotta light a dark, daylight or dark |
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[Hook] |
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[Bridge 3: Jay Rock] |
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New York, (bitch I'm thuggin') |
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Miami, (bitch I'm thuggin') |
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Philly nigga, (bitch I'm thuggin') |
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Virginia nigga, (bitch I'm thuggin') |
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Baltimore, (bitch I'm thuggin') |
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Louisiana, (bitch I'm thuggin') |
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Cleveland, (bitch I'm thuggin') |
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Denver, (bitch I'm thuggin') |
