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Superstar, man I'm far from an average Joe, supernatural |
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Stepping out, looking like I'm in a fashion show |
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Came into this industry and now you're witnessing me blow up |
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Like seeing a tank of gas explode |
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And I'm, I'm high like a flight I'm sitting back of coach |
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By the window sipping Jack and Cokes |
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'Bout to pack a bowl but we ain't tryna make a casserole |
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Looking at the globe from up high, shots fired |
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Like Kennedy was riding by the Grassy Knoll |
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I ain't rich but I got a little cash to blow |
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And haters saying that I'm changing |
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I be looking at them laughing like they cracked a joke |
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They wasn't with me when I traveled down this gravel road |
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GC, I could never have my pass revoked |
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So step up and you a dead duck |
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Get your head bust, looking like a chef just cracked a yolk |
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Speakers in the Cadi' rattling the patio |
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When the industry was only rocking platinum gold |
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I was dope back then, but you had the whole |
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Shit locked until I came in and cracked the code |
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And I don't, I don't really mean to brag and boast |
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But then again, my fans look at me as the G.O.A.T |
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She said she listen to my music in the bath and soak |
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Now that's a rap to quote, hop in my 'Lac and float |
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Take a puff and it's up and away we go |
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Put some pimp shit on my radio and bounce, bounce, ah |
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Let the bass vibrate my chest, take it to the Midwest |
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Run it back to the south, and bounce, out |
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With my homie Tony footwork |
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Up at Kalamazoo, balling out up in the mall |
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We don't bounce until we spend a couple thousand on shoes |
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I'm repping clientele, how can I lose, you out of the loop |
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These music dudes are clueless who I was |
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Until I blew, producing woohs and oohs and ahs |
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I'm the truth, but you confuse the use of pride |
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I refuse to lose, been booed and crucified |
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Disapprove the movement, crews get brutalized |
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Or these pooches choose to bite, get euthanized |
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I'm the new,the who,but soon gets neutralized |
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Twenty twos are huge, my shoes are supersized |
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I don't cruise, my music boom, it's stupid loud |
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Bumping 8 Ball & MJG, from the outside looking in |
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I'm sitting on top of the world, but then again I kind of been lately |
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Cause I pull up in my Cadillac, my speakers got that rattle back |
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I'm fresh and better than when I was attacked by |
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A couple pretty bitches that was begging me to pick them up |
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And take them in and fuck them from the back side |
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But I ain't got no time to fuck around, I'm tryna buckle down |
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And focus on my money, so I stack my |
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Paper to the ceiling, I'm feeling like a billion |
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I'm filling up my cup with that crown and bounce out |
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Take a puff and it's up and away we go |
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Put some pimp shit on my radio and bounce, bounce, ah |
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Let the bass vibrate my chest, take it to the Midwest |
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Run it back to the south, and bounce, out |
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Smoking wood, then I'm gone |
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So far that you can't even see me through the eyes of a telescope |
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Diamonds on my body, split a pill while jottin' down my fillers |
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Acting like it was the realest shit I ever wrote |
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Mentally telepathy is part of the recipe |
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To let me know what you want it |
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I'm giving it to you how you like it |
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Biology of a pimp, it be in the DNA |
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To know what you thinking |
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I'm speaking to you like a psychic |
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Lil mama know she love it so don't try to fight it |
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I can make your life so appealing by the way I write it |
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Make it so she the only shawty I know |
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On Forgiatos, don't hit no potholes |
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I roll up one and light it |
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On the passenger side of a ride |
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Like a player, Imma be up in the cut talking the big shit |
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Strange Music, we be the misfits |
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Come and twist Rittz, tisk tisk, cause you gon get your shit split |
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Middle of the map and nigga finna snap |
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And let em know the area continue to kill em forever, we on |
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Better be strong to live in the city I come from |
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And if you ain't fucking with it then let it be known |
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And we can either talk about it or be about it |
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Me I'd rather sit back and blow an ounce |
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When I hear something like this up on the radio |
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All a nigga can do is just bounce |
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Take a puff and it's up and away we go |
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Put some pimp shit on my radio and bounce, bounce, ah |
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Let the bass vibrate my chest, take it to the Midwest |
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Run it back to the south, and bounce, out |