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I just be laughing at these haters... |
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My laugh is like... |
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My laugh sound like... [Verse 1: Stalley] |
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Drag racin', left the game behind me |
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I'm zoomin' on these niggas and |
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I don't see nobody |
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There's no competition and |
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I told you niggas |
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I'd be Back to put it down, now |
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I'm back with the crown |
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Crooked C with the pins on it, my kid's life depends on it |
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So when the pen glowin', and |
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I get goin, |
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I ain't tip toein', |
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I'm stompin' |
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And them black boots, thug mind |
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Look at the ish they start |
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Made a honest man straight heartless... |
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Once in a while |
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I be ski mask mobbin' |
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Someone pass me the |
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Marlboro, |
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I got somethin' to say boy |
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Real intelligent ish too, somethin' niggas'll pay for |
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Got filth under my nails, so |
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I ain't tryna be no playboy |
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Won't sell you nothin' |
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I ain't boy, see |
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I ain'tfor |
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That dumb ish |
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Yea I'll aim at ya nugget |
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Open that rat hole and |
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I'll plug it |
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Took my... and |
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I thugged it |
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Now these lame ass niggas they love it, |
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I does it |
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For you and you, put it together like two and two |
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BCGMMG, yea that be my only crew [Hook: Stalley] |
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BCGMMG, yea that be my only crew |
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BCGMMG, yea that be my only crew |
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BCGMMG, yea that be my only crew |
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BCGMMG, yea that be my only crew [Verse 2: Rick Ross] |
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Drag racin' haters all behind me |
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Niggas mad at me cause my chrome wheels shinin' |
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Flag hangin, bosses move in silence |
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The money came slow, then |
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I started vibin' |
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Bumpin' Tela nigga "I'm so tired of ballin'" |
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My new crib got four fuckin' waterfalls in it |
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Behind the double doors it look like it's a mall in it |
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Fuck her good, bend her over, then |
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I fall in it |
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Pair of Chuck |
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Taylor's, |
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I rarely call tennis |
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All the locc's sport'em, and they all menace |
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From a nickel rock the |
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Louboutin's on any block |
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Public transportation our |
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Lamborghini's on |
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Rickenbacker |
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Still under surveillance, look over you haters |
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Right back to this money, |
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I'll get with you later |
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I'm stackin' this money, can't do you no favors |
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I'm fuckin' with |
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Stalley, we still on the pavement [Hook] [Verse 3: Meek Mill] |
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Rolex, I get more sex |
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Ho's tryna hang like coat check |
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Four's on the rang nigga no sweat |
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And every time |
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I'm in the bank that's more checks |
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And my nigga's got work no |
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Bowflex, and my 44th |
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Ward dogs go fetch |
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Two bad hoes with me and they both wet |
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And I stand on the corner like |
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I protest |
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Till that work done, and that first come |
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And when the re-up came, |
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I was the first one |
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Like the Re- |
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Up Gang I had two clips, up in my new glicc, ready to hurt something |
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Cops came, |
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I ain't heard nothin' |
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Rock came, |
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I served somethin' |
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Started off with that.oz and tried to flip that bitch to a whole ki' |
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I'm OG, you know me |
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Your work high, |
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I'm low key |
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I started off with like four quarters and it was tie game, |
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I went OT |
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Your girlfriend she so freak, eat the dick till she |
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OD Gotta yellow |
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Rollie, with a yellow bezel, and them rocks in it like cold pink [Hook] |