Okay we walk off in this bitch
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Ballin' in this bitch
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Hoppin' out of Lambos and
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Ferraris in this bitch
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Poppin' bottles with a thick red
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super model bitch
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They may talk a lot of that
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but they cant do alot of this
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Ay, Rico told me turn the lights on
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So I grab the Audemar
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and threw the ice on
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I'ma big dawg, got em pissed off
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A lot of niggas rapping,
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ain't none this raw
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They like, eh look at T.I.,
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ballin' in the V.I.
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Bunch of bad bitches with a
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looking like Aaliyah
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We just pull up,
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hop out Go in, show out
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Buy the whole bar,
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pop bottles go hard
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This club so packed,
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these hoes so drunk
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This club so packed,
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these hoes so drunk
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This club so packed,
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these hoes so drunk
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I got a bottle, got a model,
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got a molly, got a blunt
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Ball, Ball, Ball, Ball
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Ball, Ball, Ball, Ball
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Ball, Ball, Ball, Ball
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I got a bottle, got a model,
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got a molly, got a blunt
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The club full of bad bitches
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and they came to play
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Okay it must be your hair
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cause it aint your face
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Now if you looking for them
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bottles and them stacks girl
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You make your way up to my
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section where it's at girl
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Okay do you wanna kick it
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with a nigga with a meal ticket
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Broke nigga looking mad,
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they just gotta deal with it
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Get right hoe, roll a dice hoe
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And oyu aint gotta be a dyke
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cause you like hoe
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But everyday I step behind a wall
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I do it big, ride fly, stunt,
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shine and ball
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I got a bunch of money,
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so come and get it from me
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And a bucket full of bottles,
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buss it open
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If you wanna
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This club so packed,
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these hoes so drunk
|
This club so packed,
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these hoes so drunk
|
This club so packed,
|
these hoes so drunk
|
I got a bottle, got a model,
|
got a molly, got a blunt
|
Ball, Ball, Ball, Ball
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Ball, Ball, Ball, Ball
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Ball, Ball, Ball, Ball
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I got a bottle, got a model,
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got a molly, got a blunt
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Ain't no nigga like a
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Young Money nigga
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Pop that pussy like a gun,
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pull the trigger
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Shake that ass like a salt shaker
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I keep a L lit up like an elevator
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Bitch shake it like a dog,
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hop like a frog, ride it like a horse
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I throw that dick like darts
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Drink all muddy, flag all bloody
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I'm killin' these hoes like
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that nigga Ted Bundy
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I'm a good looking rapper,
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I ain't tryna stunt
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I'm a fire my blunt like Donald Trump
|
Where you at hoe
|
Where you at hoe
|
Can a nigga stick key up
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in ya back door
|
This club so packed,
|
these hoes so drunk
|
This club so packed,
|
these hoes so drunk
|
This club so packed,
|
these hoes so drunk
|
I got a bottle, got a model,
|
got a molly, got a blunt
|
And do ya thing in slow motion
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like Soulja Slim
|
And come around,
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wipe me down like Boosie dem
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That thang up for me,
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show me that you love me
|
If it's really too much for you
|
you can bring a couple buddies
|
Everyday I do my thang,
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big stones and chains
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She let me drill all in her mouth,
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no novacane
|
Them other broke niggas,
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all they did was told ya thangs
|
I could get ya on that G4
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and show ya thangs
|
I like my women fat,
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ass pretty toes and thing
|
Long hair don't care
|
as long as none down there
|
If its manicured
|
I can have fun down there
|
Take you to whatever club throw
|
some money in the air
|
This club so packed,
|
these hoes so drunk
|
This club so packed,
|
these hoes so drunk
|
This club so packed,
|
these hoes so drunk
|
I got a bottle, got a model,
|
got a molly, got a blunt
|
Ball, Ball, Ball, Ball
|
Ball, Ball, Ball, Ball
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Ball, Ball, Ball, Ball
|
I got a bottle, got a model,
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got a molly, got a blunt
|
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Ball (Feat. Lil Wayne)
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| T.I. |
