(Feat. Wale & Sho Balloti)
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They don¡¯t know us and we don't know them either
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Couple stains on my jeans nigga on the run, eatin¡¯
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Look, double MG, I'm pledging my leaders
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Robbers and for my city, and stay away from them leeches
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When you playing for real, you stay away from them bleachers
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And what you make by the year I can make it in a feature
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Queen shit I'm her king, got me a couple of queens
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And N.O.R.E. came with the semi, auto, let's shoot the scene
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Nah, ra, with your hating ass
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Don't hate the player or the staff nigga hate the math
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Socrates with that bat, popping up where they at
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Rocking them slow bucks, but I like my money fast
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(Get her, get her, get her, get her)
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Shawty go up, and Shawty goin¡¯ down, she bring it back around
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(Get her, get her, get her, get her)
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That thing real, make her hope that I just wanna stroke, take her home and poke that
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See Shawty go up, and Shawty goin¡¯ down, she bring it back around
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(Get her, get her, get her, get her)
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That thing real, make her hope that I just wanna stroke, take her home and poke that
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Well I'm just looking at her assets
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Imma cut her ass down like an Aztec
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Imma rock her like a ACG boot
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Imma knock her out the park, Babe Ruth
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Yea, she said, nigga spend dough on her
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Everything Louis Vuitton and it's show on her
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Bad girls ain't good, good girls ain't fun
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Lord knows I'm tryna leave with the white one
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Sirock peach and some sour so I'm buzzing
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Shawty told me that she looking for a husband
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I told her keep looking, she going blind though
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We drinking wine you, strong like a rhino
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Moscato switch, that's my Prada bitch
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Sell her little white, alchemist
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She grab my hand and put it on her chest
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Put mirrors on my kicks so I'm looking up her dress
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(Get her, get her, get her, get her)
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Shawty go up, and Shawty goin¡¯ down, she bring it back around
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(Get her, get her, get her, get her)
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That thing real, make her hope that I just wanna stroke, take her home and poke that
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See Shawty go up, and Shawty goin¡¯ down, she bring it back around
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(Get her, get her, get her, get her)
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That thing real, make her hope that I just wanna stroke, take her home and poke that
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Show up in the jawn. Come here, who you gone
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Recognize a future star when you see one
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Please don't let my mama see that perfection footage
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She gonna think I lost my brain
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It's a goddamn shame and
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Some terrains niggas praying for rain
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I'm here trickin¡¯ singles like it's hurricane not rain
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But thanks from where I came my brain already trained
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And too loose all the game my gang playing the game, lego!
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Blowing on that loud, that got me melo
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In the colored shoes, get your fine ass play oh
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Your future made me far a show bilatti, baby hello
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About that thing up, dog she didn¡¯t make a stash up
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Damn baby girl I'm so glad I met you
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A little drunk don't be mad if I forget you
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You upsed but my trunk's on deck
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Known you for a whole hour, how we ain't fuck yet?
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(Get her, get her, get her, get her)
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Shawty go up, and Shawty goin¡¯ down, she bring it back around
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(Get her, get her, get her, get her)
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That thing real, make her hope that I just wanna stroke, take her home and poke that
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See Shawty go up, and Shawty goin¡¯ down, she bring it back around
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(Get her, get her, get her, get her)
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That thing real, make her hope that I just wanna stroke, take her home and poke that
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Get Her
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N.O.R.E. |