Ass so fat, I need a lap dance
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Somebody tell the waitress bring some fucking racks in
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The strippers running to the pole when we backing
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All gold, Trinidad James on my Austin
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It's me, hoe, it's me, hoe
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Walk up in this bitch, I fuck shit and I leave, hoe
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I be on that, I be on that
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I be on that, I be on that
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It's me, hoe, it's me, hoe
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Walk up in this bitch, I fuck shit and I leave, hoe
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I be on that, I be on that
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I be on that, I be on that
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Ok, I walk up in this bitch, I fuck shit up then I leave, hoe
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Play your card, know, and get some money for that weed, hoe
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45000 blood, devil, devil season, Michael Thorne bring it back if you tell me please, hoe
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She gonna make that ass clap, pop that for a real nigga
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I'm gonna throw that cash back, drop that on a real bitch
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Murder on that pussy, hoe, I kill that, I kill, bitch
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You gonna get like airbag, get ensured if I deal with you
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Young nigga got it like I fucking hit the lottery
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You just want the money, shorty, you ain't gotta lie to me
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All these niggas hating on me, know they want a part of me
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'Cause every time you see me, milli, I look like a robbery
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It's me, hoe, it's me, hoe
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Walk up in this bitch, I fuck shit and I leave, hoe
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I be on that, I be on that
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I be on that, I be on that
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It's me, hoe, it's me, hoe
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Walk up in this bitch, I fuck shit and I leave, hoe
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I be on that, I be on that
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I be on that, I be on that
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It's me, hoe, with a bad bitch and she creole
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Lead me where this weed go, we shooting like a freak, though
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Bitch, I'm worth tickets, poured up in a candy-painted Regal
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And parked right by your Phantom, hopped off with this desert eagle
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A thousand pounds a minute, hundred bricks, what that equal?
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All in your VIP, got you asking who them people
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Racked up in the streets, know that my wrist worth 'bout a kilo
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Fuck all you rappers, nigga, it's just me and my amigo
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Got this trap jumping just like when your vein hit that needle
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I'm just running that checkup, chasing up like a casino
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Mix matching designers, not just one, I got on three, hoe
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Tattered up so my Versace shirt ain't got no sleeves, though
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It's me, hoe, it's me, hoe
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Walk up in this bitch, I fuck shit and I leave, hoe
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I be on that, I be on that
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I be on that, I be on that
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It's me, hoe, it's me, hoe
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Walk up in this bitch, I fuck shit and I leave, hoe
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I be on that, I be on that
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I be on that, I be on that
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These bitches study my style on the come up DVD
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Nikky BB I see, DDT, it's a rough ride, EVE
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But I win, nigga, easy three
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Bad bitch, a regal, these ugly bitches is really boosting my ego
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It's me, hoe, it's me, hoe
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I'm so fucking famous, I can't do shit on the D low
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You got everybody infiltrating negroes
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I don't believe them, they lying like Leos
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Everything these bitches doing I already did it
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Watch my world, stalk interviews, then they mimic
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It's me, hoe, it's me, hoe
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Walk up in this bitch, I fuck shit and I leave, hoe
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I be on that, I be on that
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I be on that, I be on that
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It's me, hoe, it's me, hoe
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Walk up in this bitch, I fuck shit and I leave, hoe
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I be on that, I be on that
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I be on that, I be on that
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I Be On That (Remix)
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| Young Buck |
