[Verse 1:]
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You just do you and I just do me
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I smoke sour, I don't do E (Yeah)
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You just move two, I just move three
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I'm in a, I'm in a new league, I'm in a, I'm in a new V
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Got that Beamer, the big fo'-do', got that cig' and a big 4-4
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First nigga move, he gon' get gone, first nigga snooze, he don't sit long
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Grand Cru, got a nigga sitting on ice (ice)
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Biggavel, bitch, I'm so nice, plus you got hooks for a real nice price
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I'm a crook, bitch, I'm so right
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Gotta get right before that flight, come suck it kuz it's nuthin' bitch
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Go against that Biggavel I'll put you on that bucket list
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Fix him up with suttim' quick, yeah I used to write them bars
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Had this nigga lookin' good, had this nigga pipin' broads
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Now this nigga tryna flip (fuck it) like I give a damn
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Time to get clean, I'm a wash my hands
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Kept that grease in the won-to pan, man
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Nigga this that PD3, make your bitch come sleep with me
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Won't you let me get them drawers
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Baby suck my dick and floss
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Oww
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[Hook:]
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Stop fuckin' with them gangstas, Gain Greene, we them riders
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Bitches drink that Grand Cru, then they want me up inside 'em
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Ride 'em, cops come, I'm gon' get them bricks and hide 'em
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Pull 'em up out that sofa, put 'em up in that dryer
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[Repeat]
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[Verse 2:]
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You are nothing, with no Max B
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I won't help you, so don't ask me (Oww)
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Where's my paper, bitch you owe me
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Chrissy think I'm cute, she wants to blow me
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Just like the others, they all wanna taste this dick
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Plus I gotta leave, gotta make that great
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Too you better leave go play that straight
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Got this nigga runnin' round like he fuckin' with the Boss Don
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Nope, bring some smoke, I'm gon' crush him like a roach
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See what happen when you give a nigga wave, he gon' run with' it
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Helped you write your only hit, Ballin' was some corny shit
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Nigga this that new improved 7-60, "Oww, oh why
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Max, u guy, why you shoot it in my eye, oww
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[Hook:]
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Stop fuckin' with them gangstas, Gain Greene, we them riders
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Bitches drink that Grand Cru, then they want me up inside 'em
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Ride 'em, cops come, I'm gon' get them bricks and hide 'em
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Pull 'em up out that sofa, put 'em up in that dryer
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[Repeat]
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Umma Do Me (Jim Jones Diss)
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| Max B |
