Ft. Young Thug, K Blacka & Vldec
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Count it up with my boys,
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Ran it up with my boys,
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Whipping damsels with my boys,
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I'm still in it with my boys,
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I cover for my boys,
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Pass squirters with my boys,
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Young Scooter be my whole name,
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And all that so you know that
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You ain't fucking with my boys.
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I'm in it with my boys,
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I'm living with my boys,
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And Mac can tell you,
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I can't tell, I swear to God,
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I can't tell!
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If you ain't my boy,
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You need to get the fuck from 'round here!
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Don't need you in my presence, nigger,
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I can tell who you is.
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Snuggle, that's my boy,
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You witness me for a couple of whole miff,
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Money, nigger, I ain't got no fucking record deal!
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Leaning like a fool, point punched from doctor Phil,
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Take a good look at my eyes,
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It's all real.
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I look back at my life,
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Don't know how I live,
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Let my boy, D.D. back to street, he kill.
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I wen with the same niggers from day one,
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And the loyalty over royalty, we don't care about that!
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Birds don't fly for the flocking, yo,
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Every right or wrong, we be still whatever.
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That B.U.G. shit, I put your face up to discretion.
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My nigger Young Scooter for neffa,
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Split pack with the ran, no presser.
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A lot of money in our pocket,
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Tell the bitch there is no pressure,
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Now, you can say what you want,
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But it look so we making note to note,
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Two part shit, ain't making shit without my boys!
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In my whole round, wammy, and my boys stop for me,
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The little pricks, they should think they cowboys how I fuck with them niggers.
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You a sissy for a half a zip, my boy have seven guns,
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keep it real but you don't know it,
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Cut my heart with my right hand,
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Take a look, 'cause you are on hell's road now,
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I'm telling you, you can't trust no damn fool, so nigger
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You been black, no bitch, never been no bitch,
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If they fuck with you, boy, I unload every stick!
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Skeet it up with my niggers,
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Get richer with my niggers,
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Fish scalfishes for dinner,
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Well, you see, there goes the winner!
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Take a rhythm with my nigger
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With your bitch on a crystal,
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She got a leaving with clubbing, blow it like whistlers,
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I'mma hurt nobody,
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I'mma nigger rocking like a canal stalker,
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Screaming freak it, no, ride it!
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Came up with my nigger Willie,
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Stay, you ain't my bro, we ain't gon'fuck, nigger,
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[Chorus]
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My Boys
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Young Scooter |