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[Interlude: ~Bodie~] |
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This ya nigga Bodie... |
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Tellin' ya... my nigga, Bank$! |
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He got a punch! After an other punch, then an other punch, then a punch and an other punch! |
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{*beat starts} |
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[Intro: ~DJ Whoo Kid~] |
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Uh! {GOD-... } |
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Uh-huh! {DAMN! } |
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Yeah! {CAN'T FORGET... FREE'! } |
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[Verse:] |
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I'm from the G- U-N-I-to-the-T, |
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And I'm high off the drow teary eyed in the V. |
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With my mind on the dough - nine on my knees. (knees.) {TONY... } |
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Stash in the car for the NYPD. {AKA... PAPI! } |
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They love me, they buy my CD. |
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And it keeps me in a very fly GT. |
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The insides leather. - The outsides PP! |
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Man I'm fly as ever - I pop crisp and eat free. {LLOYD BANK$! } |
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I've been around the world. - Flew home and went back. |
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Blue guap up on! - Blue stones' my wrist wrap. (yeah!) |
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Brand new drop on, new chrome I sit back. (back!) |
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Two tone Mack, I'm two grown for this rap. (whooo!) {Whoooooo! } |
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You are now rockin' with the flyest. |
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Your highness, my comeback records like Mariahs. [gunshot] |
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I'm rhyme Hot97 radi-o {DAMN! } |
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Got a monico flow, your tiny bread petty. {*echoes} |
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[Outro:] |
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Boy! |
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Ugh! {CAN'T FORGET... } |
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G-Unit! {AXE! } |
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Yeah... {MY NIGGA KAM! } |
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[Outro:] |
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"MO MONEY"... PART 4! |
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LLOYD BANK$... TAKIN' OVER! [beat fades out] |
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REST IN PEACE... RUDE BOY! |