Feat. Rick Ross
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(Hook)
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You could go to any hood, bet they know me
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Rose gold pinky ring; master Rollie
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Boy, you'se a little nigga; Gary Coleman
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I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie
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Big homie, big homie, big homie, big homie
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Boy, you'se a little nigga; Gary Coleman
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I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie
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(Verse)
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I'm winning for the new bitch, she was stunting
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That pussy got a paper tag and it's a hundred
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My bellman call me Sir Combs, I'm Richard Drummond
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My Rolls Royce sprayed cologne, the fragrance money
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It's Bad Boys Records, bitch, you know I run it
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Ciroc Amaretto coming, them bitches love it
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I show up with my jewelry on and never doubt it
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You show up with your jewelry on and leave without it
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(Hook)
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You could go to any hood, bet they know me
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Rose gold pinky ring; master Rollie
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Boy, you'se a little nigga; Gary Coleman
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I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie
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Big homie, big homie, big homie, big homie
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Boy, you'se a little nigga; Gary Coleman
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I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie
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(Verse)
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Diddy go to any hood, big Rollie
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Top down on any block, niggas know me
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The only one that's topping Forbes, I'm getting lonely
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See us out here racing yachts like ''fuck the police''
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Bugatti swerving lane to lane, we getting money
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Once promoter say my name, fly bitches coming
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These ratchet bitches love a nigga so cough your chick in
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More 80's than the 80's, nigga, I'm money mention
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I'm money mention
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(Hook)
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You could go to any hood, bet they know me
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Rose gold pinky ring; master Rollie
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Boy, you'se a little nigga; Gary Coleman
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I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie
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Big homie, big homie, big homie, big homie
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Boy, you'se a little nigga; Gary Coleman
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I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie
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(Verse)
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My bitches get the Christians, nigga, [?]
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My bitches get the [?], nigga, they hold the weapons
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My bitches get the Range Rovers, that's for affection
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My bitches get the realest nigga, she's my reflection
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I make my bitches traffic dope, that's my profession
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She swallow dope and looking pregnant, time for c-section
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Thank God your pockets where I'm from, here block, they bless us
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50 mill a meter drum, go get them stretchers
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Get them stretchers
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(Hook)
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You could go to any hood, bet they know me
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Rose gold pinky ring; master Rollie
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Boy, you'se a little nigga; Gary Coleman
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I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie
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Big homie, big homie, big homie, big homie
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Boy, you'se a little nigga; Gary Coleman
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I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie
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Big Homie
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