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I'm the boss of the ballers
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My business is to go get it
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You getting money in the city, I make yo business my business
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I got heat on the doe
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I call it Dennis the Menace
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You goin get greet with a smile, and get send straight to the dentist
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Put them coats on the candy I call it quenchin the thirst
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Pop my car in your driveway, you'll think I send ya desert
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Think I cooked up some fruit the way the orange is burnt
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I'm talking bout my Excursion my rims done already turnt
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That means I got miles on it just call me when y'all want it
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I turn on that Navigation then enter in my opponent
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Sound like that old Koopa, but look how that boy thrown it
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That mean it already throwed if you see that I'm on it
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Look at the lot I own it, and under that I bury ya
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Got a coffin delivery let me call my carrier
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And I ain't even heard of ya, my paper is thirtier
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A living room looking striaght outta Gallery Furniture
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I will murder a murderer I don't worry with worriers
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I get further and further ya plus my whip look perverted, huh
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Top taking off with that naked lady inserted her
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Sexy frame on the fender, try'na get my doe like a burglar
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Believe that I hurt you, you know the Beamer is purple
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The TV screens in the Beamer goin hit the scene like it's Urkel
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You gots to keep on falling but I'm a keep on ballin'
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The groupies like bill collectors cause they just keep on calling
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With all these car-loving woman I feel like 007
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Can they just throw your car, shut the F up and go get em
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I leave em stiff as a denim, I decorate em fasho
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I'm a leave em stiff as a doe, and lay em out like a flo
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I pull up on em with the rag top leaning
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Hit that button on the dash until it close (till it close)
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The laws try'na pull my candy thang over
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But my pistol hitting somewhere by the flow (by the flow)
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Oh, I'm getting that money and you know it
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And I'll probably go and blow it on some jewels (on some jewels)
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And you know this is true but'cha got me confused
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I won't go broke I'm nothing like you
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Ay, stop talking bout what you finna do
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You goin get the doe then go get the doe
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I'm a ball all the way till I'm fifty-fo
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And spend all my doe on gettin mo
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Cause I'm way cooler than you dudes
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And I'm way smoother than you fools
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Yes the paint, then yes the shoes
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I got a new whip I call it Blue's Clues
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I'm the baddest rapper in the southern region
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Been the hardest rapper out the forty-fo
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You don't wanna be the one to go toe-to-toe
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Cause I slow ya roll and you know it bro
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Combo and I brought some doe
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You already know I don't converse
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And if a hater try'na take my doe
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Then I'll break his face with my Converse
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Talk last and then bomb first
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Like Makaveli I'm having Fetti
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Money power and fame cool but you get em all and you out a deli
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Don't ever beg I feel that is petty
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I don't wear J's I leave that to Nelly
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You ain't even talk trash yet
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But I'll raise your mind and I'm mad already
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