Went about looking in the club
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But you ain't in my section, put your cup in
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You dumb ass niggas get the fuck from us
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You taking up space, make room for the hoes
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So many bros, make room for the hoes
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I'm looking good but I'm feeling aggy
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Broke niggas coming to harass me
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If it ain't about no money don't say shit
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If you a fan of showing love, that's basics
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You ain't 'bout my album but you hang with
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Me and my people that I came with
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Big riders be the type that don't bang you
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Smack you in the face that your chain quit, yo
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Who the fuck gonna let the babes over?
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Take your bitch from you till your date's over
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She looking at me like I'm doing it up
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She looking at you like is it cool if I fuck
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And now she doing my thing
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Went about looking in the club
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But you ain't in my section, put your cup in
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You dumb ass niggas get the fuck from us
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You taking up space, make room for the hoes
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So many bros, make room for the hoes
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VIP, me and BSB know the mile
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Get money, get bitches, get niggas hollow
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Could've shot a movie called Pac and we did not, though
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You ask me for a drink while I'm sipping out the bottle?
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Fuck is on your mind, nigga, you a man kisser?
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You know we in the club, right, you know they sell liquor?
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You the type that wanna play the couch looking chill
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Then you looking in your phone when they come with the bill
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Gold diggers looking for a come up of sorts
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But when they digging me they just come up short
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Except for the long stroke, fur for my long coat
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Bro wage your plan with the green off coat
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Put my cellphone, for my city I put on
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I ain't that nigga, all these other niggas false hopes
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Hottest in these streets and they know it
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I don't run from it, I relish in the moment
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Went about looking in the club
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But you ain't in my section, put your cup in
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You dumb ass niggas get the fuck from us
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You taking up space, make room for the hoes
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So many bros, make room for the hoes
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Paranoid
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