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[Intro] |
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Seven baby, yea |
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I'm talking to you |
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What? |
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Tell em bring it on |
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[Hook] |
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Chilling in the club with this Rolex on |
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Two bad *******, tell em bring it on |
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Bring it on, bring it on, bring it on, what's that? |
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Guwap in this *******, I got it going on |
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Got your girlfriend's number in my cellphone |
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Cellphone, tell her bring it on |
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Bring it on, ***** what? |
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[Verse 1] |
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Got my top drop riding all summer long |
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Bad ******* in a thong, keep your panties on |
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Keep your panties on, ***** her while you're home |
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Call me Mr. Wrong |
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[Hook] |
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[Verse 2] |
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You don't like Gucci, but your ******* do |
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And you ain't even pay me for that *******t I fronted you |
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And you couldn't even be the Guwap if you wanted to |
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These ******* on to you, but that's the *******t that money do |
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These snitches like the [?], man they just as honest |
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I heard they told em, ***** that I just spent 20 at honors |
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The ***** they throwing rocks at us, I know they got binoculars |
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Tell em that the Bentley that I got collect 400 books |
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A million cash'll shut you up, birthday bash at echo's bus |
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With foreign ******* smoking *****, I know the bus [?] lean |
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I scratch some more, we smoking ***** |
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I cook a key up, [?] key |
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That's less for you but more for me |
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I'm on the streets but bless the beat |
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[Hook] |