[Message to the Gangsta's:]
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Ay man, it a lot of cats out here man,
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these cats imposters man, these cats impersonating ballers man, I'm telling you man,
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these nigga really broke out here on the low,
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You do not have to lie to kick it man, I swear man. Hey...
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[CHORUS: T.I.]
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...Ya lyin' bout that dough you say you got,
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You aint fly
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Wit them cloudy ass rocks in ya watch,
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You aint fly
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See, you imitatin' cats who really hot but,
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You aint fly
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Man, you niggas need to stop you know you barely getting by
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You aint fly
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Ya lyin' bout that dough you say you getting'
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You aint fly
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In you monkey suits, swearin that you pimpin'
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You aint fly
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Seriously pimpin', stop your bullshitin'
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You aint fly
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Out here flexin' for them bitches when you barely getting by
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[VERSE 1: T.I.]
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I hate to see a nigga on some dummy shit,
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Talking big money shit,
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Livin' wit his mom, swear God that he runnin' shit,
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Hey listen, I aint the one you wanna talk money wit,
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Cause I run through and look at you like, a¢æ©«Where the money at?a¢æ?
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You ought be ashamed of you chain, I'm makin' fun of that,
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Charm flickin' from time to time tryin to shine,
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My shit up under my shirt and you admirin' mine,
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Whoever told you that bullshit, will fly you a line,
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I got a watch wit no diamonds,
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Cost twice as much as that bullshit you wear when you call yourself shining,
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And your ring, a¢æ©«Boy stop ita¢æ?,
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You need to take that neck bullshit chain and put them both in your pocket.
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[CHORUS]
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[VERSE 2: T.I.]
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Ha, these niggas tickle me,
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a¢æ©«Why the gotta kick it like they rich, to me?a¢æ?
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I been doin' this since I was six, so this aint shit to me,
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Man, I been fly since junior high and elementary,
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My uncles raised a G,
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But my daddy made a pimp of me,
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I never been a wannabe,
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I'm everything you wannabe,
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As long as bitches lookin,
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I'mma give 'em what they wanna see,
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Your outfit cost less than my underclothes,
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Ya ride aint shit man, I put my bitch in one of those,
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My rides ridiculous, five and sixes,
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Had the Rolls Royce, til I decided to switch it,
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Now I'm in the Maybach,
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Notice mines extended,
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Feet kicked up, curtains closed, mind your business nigga.
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[CHORUS x2]
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You Ain't Fly
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T.I. |