(Verse 1)
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I done been around the world
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Getting money and rocking these shows
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Shit I had a rubber deal
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How I be fucking these hoes
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Might've fucked your bigger mom
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Or really nobody knows
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Rolling off in that molly puttin white girl in her nose
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Penthouse in the louse
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Drop hanging that rose
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Pouring up the patrone
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Throw it back you're boss
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Back stage in a pageant show she taking off her clothes
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Came out with a fuck nigga
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Left for me and she chose
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(Verse 2)
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I'm riding around in my skateboard
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I'm still pulling these bitches
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I should've had a girlfriend
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But I'm too busy with these bitches
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Her brain good she gifted
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Can't see you haters bad vision
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And my swag is on point
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Like Steve now she's positioned
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She working and I'm working
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My verses are perfect
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And my stacks are big
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But they look bigger in person
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My flow sick and need nurses
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When she suck my dick she get nervous
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I make her act like a virgin
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She say what the fuck! she cursing
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(Hook)
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Wanna swag like me, yes sir!
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Pop tags like me, yes sir!
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Gimme a bag like me, yes sir!
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Got bitches , say what
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Got a bitch roving up perk
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Bitch throwing up syrup
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Know I'm living that life
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Tyler niggas say what
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I'm rolling off on molly and I'm feeling good
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Said I'm rolling off on molly and I'm feeling good
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Wanna swag like me, yes sir!
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Gimme a bag like me, yes sir!
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Pop tags like me, yes sir!
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Got bitches , say what
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(Verse 3)
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Say alot of people been talking shit
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But I don't hear it y'all on my call drive
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Vents on , long socks
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Look like I listen up punk rock
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Take your bitch , lock her down
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Only thing missing is a mug shot
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All these diamonds on and need sun block
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I be on the street like a bus stop
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You scur, you stay in
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I got more rocks than cave men
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This bitch I'm with she a straight can
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What I spend in the club could've paid rent
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Pay rent? I could've pay rent
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They be like, how the fuck you stay rich
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You get your bitch tall she suck my dick good
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I made a hotel, no days in
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(Verse 4)
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Came through with them cool bitches
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Y'all know I be stuntin
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Weed game, too crazy
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Six hundred an onion
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Niggas talking too crazy
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And did nor see nothing
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All thes flacks up in my crib
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Brush my teeth and say fuck 'em
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Riding with a bitch name Tuke
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Feeling like Davey Ruffie
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Trying to kick me up out the groom
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Beast niggas say fuck 'em
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BO boy and I'm pressure
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Flocka flame I'm bustin
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At these at these at these at these
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Niggas motherfucker
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(Hook)
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Wanna swag like me, yes sir!
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Pop tags like me, yes sir!
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Gimme a bag like me, yes sir!
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Got bitches , say what
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Got a bitch roving up perk
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Bitch throwing up syrup
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Know I'm living that life
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Tyler niggas say what
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I'm rolling off on molly and I'm feeling good
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Said I'm rolling off on molly and I'm feeling good
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Wanna swag like me, yes sir!
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Gimme a bag like me, yes sir!
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Pop tags like me, yes sir!
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Got bitches , say what
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Yezzir
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| Yung Berg, Mia Rey & Jordan Hollywood |
