[B.G.]
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Ah ha, look
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You'll never see me hangin' from no tree
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You would see me hoppin' out a new Bentley
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You'll never catch me broke on my ass
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You would catch me gettin' head in a Jag
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Won't see me jockin' a hoodrat ho
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Would see me browsin' on a Benz show floor
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Never no more see me on a block with rocks
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Stuffed in my 'Bauds: see two plastic glocks
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You won't see me with this ride I rented or stole
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Only when I'm in it if it's a two-triple-o
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That's the new life for lil' B.G.
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Bubbles and Hummers, Burbans with TV's
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Beamers and 'Lacs, bikes, Tahoe's and Volvo's
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Prowlers and PT Cruisers for lo-lo's
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Change the paint on Excursions - drop her when we swervin'
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Change the letter from Ford to Hot Boy, ya heard me
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(Hook-2x [B.G.])
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Ah ha - I'm shinin', I'm blingin', I'm iced out
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Ah ha - so hot, hoes can't keep my name out they mouth
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Ah ha - I ride Benz, Jags, and fly jets
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Ah ha - gotcha wonderin' what Geezy gon' do next
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[B.G.]
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You'd see me pimpin' a Bentley, blunted out
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In a Benz on my way to the line, stunted out
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Hoes see me comin', they runnin' out
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to the street to hop in the passenger seat to give me mouth
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You know it's very often you'd see
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out in the streets, nigga flossin' like B.G.
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When I do it, I do it like no one else
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Chain fuck their vision up - got 'em hollerin' "help"
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So you know it gotta be nice, gotta be bright
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Nothin' less than ten karats 'll stop blue ice
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Baguettes 'round the end - all in the middle: flooded
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It's princess-cutted - can't do nothin' but love it
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That's a example for "Hater, don't give me my props"
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Can't be 'round that type 'cause he'll baller block
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Fuck with me, your head missin' - the bitch gone
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Body alone
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Nigga, I'm tryin' to get my shine on
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(Hook-2x [B.G.])
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[B.G.]
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Neck worth twenty, wrists worth forty, ears worth ten
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But to me that ain't nothin' to spend
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Car worth eighty, inside worth 'bout thirty
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Can't put it on the street 'til buttons on her feet
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But the gear don't change: still wear Ree's, still wear 'Bauds
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still wear T's - you know how it go
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Now check this out: crib plushed out, worth about a mill
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One on the water, one on the hill
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Game don't change - still hustle to maintain
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Ten stacks a month of bills to contain
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Now, I'm "Bling Bling Slim" - you know him
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Keep work stashed in all four of my rims
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Two pearl glocks: one in my hand, one taped to the dash
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'cause I gotta ride like that
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Stay schemin' on paper, and more paper
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'cause I wanna be - gotta be - number-one bling-blinger
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(Hook [B.G.])
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Ah ha - I'm shinin', I'm blingin', I'm iced out
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Ah ha - so hot, hoes can't keep my name out they mouth
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Ah ha - I ride Benz, Jags, and fly jets
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Ah ha - gotcha wonderin' what Geezy gon' do next
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Ah ha - I'm shinin', I'm blingin', I'm iced out
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Ah ha - so hot, hoes can't keep my name out they mouth
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Ah ha - I ride Benz, Jags, and fly jets
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Ah ha - gotcha wonderin' what Geezy gon' do next
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Ah ha - I'm shinin', I'm blingin', I'm iced out
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Ah ha - so hot, hoes can't keep my name out they mouth
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Ah ha - I ride Benz, Jags, and fly jets
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Ah ha - gotcha wonderin' what Geezy gon' do next
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Ah ha - I'm shinin', I'm blingin', I'm iced out
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Ah ha - so hot, hoes can't keep my name out they mouth
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Ah ha - I ride Benz, Jags, and timed Vettes
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Uh-oh - gotcha wonderin' what Geezy gon' do next
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[B.G.]
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Ah ha, ah ha
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Ah ha
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Ah ha, ah ha - didn't expect that (uh-uh)
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Ah ha, ah ha - got your mind right (get it right and keep it right)
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Nigga (What?)
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What's up? ( What's up?)
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Ah Ha
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B.G. |