[Verse 1]
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Uh, c'mon, uh, yo, yo
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Niggas they drug her up like liquid
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How she dish shit
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Man, woman, boy and girl got addicted
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Damn she flipped it, when gone they missed it
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Been on cuz, they can't stop her climb
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Nigga you digs it?
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Want that, Well you can keep that
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Cuz other bitches out there wack but you can't see that
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E-V is top notch, I had to spot watch
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To make sure I made it mine
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Cuz you can't cock block, came up
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Fucked the game up
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Now your record sales is weak but you can't blame us
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Cuz none can tame us, the game'll never drain us
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Cuz we gon' stop your shine
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And it remains us
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It's all good, you takin everything sweet
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But it's the problems and the pressure that they can't see
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I'm tryin to make a quick flip
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Nigga can you dig this?
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Shit is real, make a mil forever be that rich bitch
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[CHORUS:]
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Where my niggas at? (WHAT)
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Where my thugs at? (WHAT)
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Where my niggas gettin stacks?
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You know where we at
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Now where my bitches at? (WHAT)
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Where my hoes at? (WHAT)
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Where my bitches chasin stacks?
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You know where we at
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[Verse 2]
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Uh, yo
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They callin me a savage
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Cuz I gotta have it
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I aint work this hard not to ball and live lavish
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And let some clown take my shine like I aint workin overtime
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I refuse to fuck up, and lose my place I got in line, huh
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Bitch please
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Erased your name with ease
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And it was nothin, caught you stuntin got no room to breathe
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Only into big things
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All day spit game
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Tryin to put my people up on paper before shit change
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I be up, late night
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Tryin to get my papes right
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After every show, I gotta go, I got a late flight
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Thought they had us figure out
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Cuz we pullin figures out
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Not that bitch, who is she and what's that nigga Swizz about?
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Questions start to come about
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Thought my time was runnin out
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But never cuz I'm better under pressure, guess you figured out
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Stop all the dumb shit
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I came to run shit
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Think I'm leaving, not at all I'm havin to much fun shee-it
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[CHORUS]
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[Verse 3]
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Uh, yo
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Y'all niggas must be buggin out
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The industry we dug it out
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We always keep it gangsta we change what y'all be talkin' bout
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Some get away with bullshit
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But they the ones who drown quick
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Back on the block, hustlin, scrapin money up to buy a brick
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Too late, cuz it's over now
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I done shut this whole shit down
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Yeah it's me again, you outta touch bitch, fix your frown
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C'mon! C'mon! Uh! Uh! What! What! C'mon!
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BOUNCE [30X]
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[CHORUS]
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Cowboy
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Eve |