[Hook]
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Fuck couches, I¡¯m standing on houses (houses)
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I turn the club into my motherfucking office (office)
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I got them fly hoes coming off they blouses
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And middle fingers up to whoever doubt us
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I¡¯m getting that (go hard money)
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Yeah (go hard money)
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I¡¯m getting that (go hard money)
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Yeah (go hard money)
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Turn the lights on
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[Verse 1]
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Shawty go hard
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Show without a flow?
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Bottles by the bar, the models is by the car
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American Express, letters to the deaf
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I¡¯m all about my money bitch, I¡¯m married to success.
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Hundred carats on my neck, and London won¡¯t feed Beckham
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Tell Debbie she left him
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Girls, we gonna arrest them, hit them
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Split them, maybe forget them
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Never love them, fuck ¡®em, tuck ¡®em
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Won¡¯t catch me with ¡®em.
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Do some for the catch, hundred cash for the Benzes
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Double chippy to snithichin¡¯, Cartier upon the lenses
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Tell ¡®em they clean, pass for the chains
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And a pat off glass like it¡¯s married to the fiends
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Me, Terry and I ball fat
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You beez under the sleevez make the dog tag
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And I squeeze this destiny, get your dog tag.
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The feature one on this motherfucker, A on that
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[Hook]
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Fuck couches, I¡¯m standing on houses (houses)
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I turn the club into my motherfucking office (office)
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I got them fly hoes coming off they blouses
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And middle fingers up to whoever doubt us
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I¡¯m getting that (go hard money)
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Yeah (go hard money)
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I¡¯m getting that (go hard money)
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Yeah (go hard money)
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Turn the lights on
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[Verse 2]
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Sure I¡¯m cozy baby, put a rozy baby
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Get your money in robe before the nozy ladies
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The flows be crazy, the hoes pursuade me
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And the words are next, the boys calls me swavy
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Brightin¡¯ on freeze, watch full of black stones
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Shawty ain¡¯t fuckin¡¯, send them bum bitches back home
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Rico said the plan is, tell him that it¡¯s back on
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Oh, you rap as my grandkids
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Bitch I¡¯m the backbone
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Tthe clean is the fly, it¡¯s the coldest
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Got the stitch feelin¡¯ like ice mixed with the soda
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Chopper in the park, we remove the tops
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Got them hopped up in the truck, bitches flying to the spot,
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Pushing to the needle like them cops is on our top
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M¡¯s before nems nigga, this is why I¡¯m hot
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Haters they tryna block. Won¡¯t let a nigga winning
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¡®Bout to murder motherfuckers, they don¡¯t let a nigga in thi
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[Hook]
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Fuck couches, I¡¯m standing on houses (houses)
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I turn the club into my motherfucking office (office)
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I got them fly hoes coming off they blouses
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And middle fingers up to whoever doubt us
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I¡¯m getting that (go hard money)
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Yeah (go hard money)
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I¡¯m getting that (go hard money)
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Yeah (go hard money)
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Turn the lights on
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Go hard money
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Go hard money
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Go hard money
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Go hard money
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[Verse 3]
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I¡¯m a boss, bitch, hugo, the latest hublo
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It might be new though, to you though, this is what I do though
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We bring the crupe out, you know we got to bring the tool out
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In case of shootout, somebody had to bring a suit out
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North Philly called me Billie but you bring it 2-0
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Tell ¡®em cool off before i have to make a fool out one of y¡¯all
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I¡¯ve been flew up, you gotta get around
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Now put it down, bring the crew up, nigga throw up the town
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A couple pounds like the dogs do, fuckin¡¯ on the barstool
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Bella Ross 2 wore your old cartema woo
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Come on now Ms. Warden, I¡¯ll show you how the sharks do
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Back up on my motherfuckin¡¯ feet, stand and talk too
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[Hook]
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Fuck couches, I¡¯m standing on houses (houses)
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I turn the club into my motherfucking office (office)
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I got them fly hoes coming off they blouses
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And middle fingers up to whoever doubt us
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I¡¯m getting that (go hard money)
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Yeah (go hard money)
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I¡¯m getting that (go hard money)
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Yeah (go hard money)
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Turn the lights on
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Go hard money
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Go hard money
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Go hard money
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Go hard money
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Go Hard Money
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Young Chris |