I hit on my all
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Call it Game of Thrones
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Cycle it, it's my heart
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But I ain't never met your heart
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Until the Nicks was gone
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By then I'll have my zone
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Change was on my call
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With a pocket full of stone
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Fuck these niggas, I'm about this paper
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Fuck these hoes, gonna catch you later
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Try to come up like an escalator
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Need to flow up, need an detonator
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100 victims, just money and bitches
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Load them bottles with foreign inscriptions
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The baddest women don't need them niggas
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We hating niggas, though we ain't no witness
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Call it quick, we about that business
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Og Swag, that's ...
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Hopped up the words, had to go and get it
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Look around, my scene not in it
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Popping bottles with bad bitches
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Between living like that nigga
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Corks pop, the resort spots
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From this crack rock
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We toast the scrillah
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The G code is a lost art
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But I'm living life in the past, so
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Move, nigga with a cold heart
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It's definite, so let 'em know
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(The G code is a lost art
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But I'm living life in the past, so
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Move, nigga with a cold heart
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It's Ducky Smallz and T-Anno, nigga!)
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[Hook]
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It's time to let the motherfucking know
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It's time to let these niggas fucking know
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It's time to let these bitches fucking know
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It's time to let a motherfucker know
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Let Em Know
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| Ducky Smallz |
