Pulling tricks about my bag
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X-nay on the Jag
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Pulling back them tags
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Everything new, feeling never gets old
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Yellow go whites
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Everything, everything slipping from my fingers
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Always a gentleman, always distinguished
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Everything, everything new, think like a heathen
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Speak like a gingis sultry O'Neil
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Everything, everything new
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Coupon steel like a braces
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Funny how you think this
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Came over night tho,
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Just came through the right door
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Now they're tryin' to push me left
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I'm trying to get it right more
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Some days I think I'm loony, or some kind of psycho
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Haters got me vexing
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Loading up this rifle
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I'm thinking that I might go
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Dump getting drunk and in hate mode
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Cruising through the flat slow
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Pulling tricks about my bag
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X-nay on the Jag
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Pulling back them tags
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Everything new, feeling never gets old
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Yellow go whites
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Everything, everything slipping from my fingers
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Always a gentleman, always distinguished
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Everything, everything new, think like a heathen
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Speak like a gingis sultry O'Neil
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Everything, everything new
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And I could take it over but I'm thinking bout a lot more
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Everything is not fault
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Me I be honest, but I'm a try to get it all
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Gee, I'll be on it
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I can feel the money coming, pause it
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This is just the calm before the storm gets
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Crazy dollar bills fall, let me get my charmslet
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Ask them why they coming
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Young nigga owes heads man cause they lost it
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I didn't like your post-it
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Then blow your Ts never crossed it
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Pulling tricks about my bag
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X-nay on the Jag
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Pulling back them tags
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Everything new, feeling never gets old
|
Yellow go whites
|
Everything, everything slipping from my fingers
|
Always a gentleman, always distinguished
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Everything, everything new, think like a heathen
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Speak like a gingis sultry O'Neil
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Everything, everything new
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Everything, everything new
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Everything, everything new
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She want everything too
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Comes about that zoo
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Making fur lynx, gator on that shoe
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She got haters on her too
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They be coming out the blue
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What the hell you gonna do
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When everything new
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Just keep quiet and let that money talk
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Get the hell up in this two seater
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Sweep through this city like a group
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This city, mind it till I lay up in that tomb
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Then I pass it on the
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Pulling tricks about my bag
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X-nay on the Jag
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Pulling back them tags
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Everything new, feeling never gets old
|
Yellow go whites
|
Everything, everything slipping from my fingers
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Always a gentleman, always distinguished
|
Everything, everything new, think like a heathen
|
Speak like a gingis sultry O'Neil
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Everything, everything new
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Everything New
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| Stalley |
