(Intro)
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JRB The Producer
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Go x8
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Yeah,hold up
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(Verse)
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Fresh off the boat with my J's
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Better not get my snickers wet
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I fly motherfuckers so tell me why would I need a jet
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Just a kid from the hood that happens to be where the bitches at
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Fuck what you heard but keep it safe where Jimmy at
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Used to rhyme about animals, ducks they can really quack
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Got a chicken who rides like I'm giving her a piggy back
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And I don't ever sleep unless it's inside of her kitty cat
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But a man is a bitch and thus I won't snitch like a city rat
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We poppin' my nigga like we about to explode
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Then it's right back to business while all them niggers promote me
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I swag on you niggers and cry surf on them hoes
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'Cause I'm kind of a big deal, motherfuckers know me
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Pull up on the scene and that burgundy stuntin' silly
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System beat awaking on the whole entire city
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The ten on the window makes it hard for niggaz to see me
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With that late touch adore hop on that bitch like I'm a geenie
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(Hook)
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People know me
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I'm kinda famous nigga
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People know me
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I'm kinda famous nigga
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(Verse)
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I'm in Jackson with them shoes off walking through the airport
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Head into an island it don't require a passport
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Which one asshole what the fuck you asked for
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Rolling with so many niggers like I'm on the task force
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I'm the fucking minority who don't care for authority
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Got so many bitches it's like I'm in a sororoty
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You seeing me man chilling here why the fuck would you bother me
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Pardon me? did I stutter my nigga?
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I'm in my jeep like I got robbed 'cause the roof and the doors gone
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Everyday she dress for the summer she can't keep her clothes on
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Hold on, oh I'm damn dawg you dead wrong
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Although it's irrelevant I don't fuck with the goverment
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Y'all niggers is small change we doin' big things
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Y'all lames blow mo smoking a hurricane
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My name reigns ,yours don't mean a damn thing
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So fuck your thing bitch 'cause
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(Hook x2)
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People know me
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I'm kinda famous nigga
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People know me
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I'm kinda famous nigga
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(Verse)
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You don't need to see me you already know who I is
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If not you need to get from under that rock where you live
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That's shit that you can wait to play for niggers back at the crib
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Doggy style to beat the way that I came down to this bitch,pause
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Now go ahead and drop it bangs like the cops is at your front door knocking
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Take my autograph and sell it if you tryna' make a profit
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Maybe you won't 'cause they know me they probably already got it
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Respect my elegance all my fellow americans
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In my all black everything like I'm one of the presidents
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Confident not arrogant plus I'm fresh as in peppermints
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Tipping strippers in hundreds like I won the large settlement
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Me Jamal and Slow got the flyers kick on our feet
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The shit I'm rocking now they still haven't even released
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Nossy neighbours look through their window to get a peek
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Ask about me in these motherfucking streets nigga 'cause
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(Hook x2)
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People know me
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I'm kinda famous nigga
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People know me
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I'm kinda famous nigga
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People know me
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People Know Me
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| Planet VI |
