[Verse 1]
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To me, I'll grind all winter
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Floss it in the summer
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With ice on it 30th the shanties on the hummer
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Gettin money like I never seen it
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And if it's dirty I swear to you that I never clean it
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I'm in the hood telling youngsters to get their bank up
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Bangers they put their hammers down
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When they was pop ,pop back don't be just standing around
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Last some making 'em think you coming on handing something
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Close range, put his brains all over his man and something
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Keep dumping straight through his hand then into his pumpkin
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It ain't the same as initiation 'cause I'm a flock 'em
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I'm a killer they know me I get gorilla bread
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I take the whole banana tree and leave gorillas dead
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[Hook]
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Where you want me
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If I'm out in the streets
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You holla on the street
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Then I'm there on
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So where you want me
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If I'm at home made up with you
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Behind up our bodies
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Where do you want me
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Now either you go back my play
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Or baby go head to bone
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Baby where do you want me
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Baby make up your mind and tell me
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[Verse 2]
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It used to be late nights with foul depth
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Hop box no eels nigga who gives a fuck
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If riding about my lonely no papers on the other shit
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If they off the cigar willow kush got a feeling bitch
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Niggers can't see the tent but they know I'm blowing
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Popping out the coop iced out like you asking more
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Supper in my cup making lean and your body frozen
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Froze in my sock, keep thin sniffing off their nose
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I'm a young nigga and money's all I know
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It's sitting shotgun posting with the cali crow
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I got 'em
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[Hook]
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Where you want me
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If I'm out in the streets
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You holla on the street
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Then I'm there on
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So where you want me
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If I'm at home made up with you
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Behind up our bodies
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Where do you want me
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Now either you go back my play
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Or baby go head to bone
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Baby where do you want me
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Baby make up your mind and tell me
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[Verse 3]
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The white chicks you see starting damned in wayne
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I'm talking 36 pear and soft main
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I'm trying to flip her up you know the routine
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Hopping out the candy paint and chevy mug mean
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Money on my mind grind till the break of dawn
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Fifty on the waist don't make it have to sing a song
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I'm the best thing coming fuck what you've heard
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I'm gonna get it even if I gotta fly this verse
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[Hook]
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Where you want me
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If I'm out in the streets
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You holla on the street
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Then I'm there on
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So where you want me
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If I'm at home made up with you
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Behind up our bodies
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Where do you want me
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Now either you go back my play
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Or baby go head to bone
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Baby where do you want me
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Baby make up your mind and tell me
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Where You Want Me
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Young Buck |