* the same song appears on the Outsidaz "Night Life" EP
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intro
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Yeah, Rah Digga once again, about to set it on niggas
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Representing for all my bitches across the globe
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Ladies we gon' set it one time, c'mon...
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chorus 1 (Rah Digga)
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Say fuck y'all niggas (Fuck y'all niggas)
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Everyone of y'all niggas (Everyone of y'all niggas)
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Don't trust y'all niggas (Don't trust y'all niggas)
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Fuck all y'all niggas (Fuck all y'all niggas)
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verse 1 (Rah Digga)
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All my bitches that had it up to here
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We about to make changes coming in the new year
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Say fuck y'all niggas (Fuck y'all niggas)
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Don't trust y'all niggas (Don't trust y'all niggas)
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Stayin' up in the game give all these lazy fuckers
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Trife ass strife with all them wack baby mothers
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Fuck y'all niggas (Fuck y'all niggas)
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Everyone of y'all niggas (Everyone of y'all niggas)
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Let's take their bail money, make it hair and nail money
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Chanel money, Nike and Adidas Shell money
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Bitches 'bout to shut down your whole line of gang
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Gasp! thinking you gon' put some shit in money
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It goes with other women shoe kinda fitting
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Suck a nigga's friend, tell his man like he hit it
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Lying on your dick, blow your spot, oh well
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Bunch of bum ass niggas can't even cop hotels
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chorus 1
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chorus 2 (Young Zee)
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Fuck y'all bitches (Fuck y'all bitches)
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Fuck all y'all bitches (Fuck all y'all bitches)
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I don't trust y'all bitches (Don't trust y'all bitches)
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So fuck y'all bitches (Fuck y'all bitches)
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verse 2 (Young Zee)
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On my room ceiling, I got mad mirrors built in
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So when I fuck you you're gon' feel like you're at the Hilton
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Fake dime hoes, you give 'em Alize
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You can smell their toungues from a hundred miles away
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Y'all lame Gucci bitches (Fake Gucci bitches)
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Stink coochi bitches (Stink coochi bitches)
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My niggas pop girls up in back of Zee's truck
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But we ain't going nowhere till after we fuck
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Cause ??? we might not touch, how that sounding?
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I don't give a fuck if a bitch come in growling
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Tell your girls 'Fuck everyone of us'
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Y'all hoes can eat till your motheruckin' stomach bust
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Drop your drawers, come slop my balls
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You'll get a trip going straight to the mall and I...
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Let your pretty ass run loose
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And go distract the cops while your ass go 'boost!'
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chorus 1
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chorus 2
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chorus 1
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chorus 2
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Fuck Y'all Niggas
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Rah Digga |