[Intro - DJ Paul]
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Ohhh that fool got some coco puffs, boy
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damn, shit right here all gucci wit me
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kno what im sayin
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Im drainin like a foo
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[Chorus - Lil Wyte]
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Its on!
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Its on!
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Time to stack these dollas
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I got a couple of birds
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in the back of the Impala
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The Blackberrys on
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You know the numba HOLLA
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I drop it in the hood
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and they hit it out the dolla
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Its on!
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Its on!
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Time to stack these dollas
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I got a couple of birds
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in the back of the Impala
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The Blackberrys on
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You know the numba HOLLA
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I drop it in the hood
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and they hit it out the dolla
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[Verse 1 - Lil Wyte]
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I got G's ho
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and a bunch of fuckin coke
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Waitin on a phone call
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So i can go transport
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Blackberry rings:
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"What up foo whatchu need?"
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I need something for the $600 dollas
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"Ok where you wanna meet?"
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Got the destination
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Im ridin low-key in a scuffler junt
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Creepin dirty crack the window
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Cuz Im smokin on a blunt
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Headed to the north-north
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side of the city streetz
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Cock your pistol
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Cuz its killas hungry hidin in the trees
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They hit it out the dolla
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Sometimes they go bizerk
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But I dont give a fuck
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Why? Im gettin rid of work
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Phone neva off
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All they gotta do is holla
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Im so on
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Im so on
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Im so on that its time to stack these dollas
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Mothafucka!
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Its on!
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Its on!
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Time to stack these dollas
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I got a couple of birds
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in the back of the Impala
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The Blackberrys on
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You know the numba HOLLA
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I drop it in the hood
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and they hit it out the dolla
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Its on!
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Its on!
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Time to stack these dollas
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I got a couple of birds
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in the back of the Impala
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The Blackberrys on
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You know the numba HOLLA
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I drop it in the hood
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and they hit it out the dolla
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[Verse 2 - Lil Wyte]
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I be sittin in the driveway
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Countin stacks of G's
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And in only 2 hours
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I make close to 3 G's
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Got more blow in the truck
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And the Impala 6 feet away from me
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Thats why the AR-15s on the pssenger seat
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And I dont play games about money
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Either you have it or you dont
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If its a G you'll lose a finger
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But for 10 Ill cut your throat
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Thats why I dont like frontin dope
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How you gunna sell it and snort it?
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I aint had a grain up my nose
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Thats why my pockets are knotted
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So put some money in em
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As if they was a slot machine
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There so many feinds out here
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Not-knowin anything they can't stop the dream
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Im Lil Wyte
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And Im gunna get them bitches where they be at
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With 20/20 vision
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It int hard for me to see that
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Its on!
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Its on!
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Time to stack these dollas
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I got a couple of birds
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in the back of the Impala
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The Blackberrys on
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You know the numba HOLLA
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I drop it in the hood
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and they hit it out the dolla
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Its on!
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Its on!
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Time to stack these dollas
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I got a couple of birds
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in the back of the Impala
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The Blackberrys on
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You know the numba HOLLA
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I drop it in the hood
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and they hit it out the dolla
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[Music plays till fade]
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It's On
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| Lil' Wyte |
