[Wale]
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I promised Ricky and Milly that I'ma kill it
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Running throw up them digits on Dallas, homie I'm Emmitt
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I'm running I'm so 100 with every nigga I run with
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Tell them niggas we coming, we fucking it up this summer
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[Meek Mill]
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And I'm stunting like it ain't nothing, most of these niggas fronting
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I pull this Rolly from Travi, and I got this Beamer from nothing
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If they ain't talking bout paper, just tell them end of discussion
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And now that I'm getting money, my neighbors turn to my cousins
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[Wale]
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Gold bottles, lot of bitches
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Didn't think I'm sorry I'm such a shallow nigga
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The mind on me just shine on them, you shadow women
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Went out with rats you niggas should be in glass slippers
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[Meek Mill]
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Ha, and I don't ever ask the price on it
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Married to the money hater, throw some rice on it
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I told my jeweler get my Mueller, throw some mimes on it
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I treat that pussy like its Tina, I go Ike on it
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Beat it up, I'm getting heated up
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When I say I'm high, I ain't talking weed it up
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[Wale]
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Bitch I'm talking G5, Titobero, feet is up,
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Beaters on my sneakers, even though I never be with Dex
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B and me, train hi up
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[Meek Mill]
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He lying I'm on papers
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But when I beat this shit off, Ima go and buy some Lakers
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Yea I'm talking bout that Cali kush, We can work in bolly push
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Two bad bitches in the back, they prettier than ratty look
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[Wale]
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Bitch I'm hot as Wasabi in Abu Dhabi
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In a sauna with some models who treat it like edamame
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I ain't thugging, I ain't robbing, I'm puffing on my broccoli
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Doing 100 in a bucket, be like 20 in a a¢æ?rari
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[Meek Mill]
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And I'm back on this shit again, Pressie blue like Michigan
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I put on for my city I should ball with Vick and them
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When I get my D12 I'ma be a Sixer then
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Riding round with Looney and your sister and your sister's friend
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[Wale]
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Hold up
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Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again
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Trying to shit the niggas is like giving children ritalin
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Bobo sitting in the front, see you in a minute yo
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And them haters went away as soon as I left Interscope
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[Meek Mill]
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Big money, I'm talking bad hoes
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You niggas full of shit, fucking assholes
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I'm in this presidential suite, I'm in my bathrobe
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Counting 100 grand I pulled in from my last show
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Shitting on them, something I ain't mean to do
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These hoes do anything, our wish is like a genie do
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A nigga by a point, here take the nina too
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I get a chick to come and serve you like Serena do
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[Wale]
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I think its genius when Lena do you in a group
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Stunting, I'm in the sixth, I call that shit middle school
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High as shit, I'm in a booth
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Never nag them, Ima choose
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And I don't gotta front, I play these niggas like I wish a¢æ?em to
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This is where the Wizards play, this is where them bitches play
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Weed a have you falling, and now you scraping up that Kemba shape
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The day a hater treat a nigga like he fake,
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That be the day his label treat him like his signal fade
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[Meek Mill]
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And I'm balling bitch, I'm balling bitch
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Me Wale, so hard, this shit
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Get your money budget back, fire all your artists-ess
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We be burning everything, they label us as arsonists
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If I ain't middle of the trap, I'm 106 and parkin' it
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100 Hunnit
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| Wale |
