I pop up on your block
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Pull up on your street
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Girl, first I got your number
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Then I got under them sheets
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Then I hopped on top of these beats
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I ain't been home in weeks
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Yeah, I know you're tryna eat
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But nigga, I'm tryna feast
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So I gotta go
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We got hoes, we got drinks, we got all that
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She gonna go, she don't think, she do all that
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Wasn't feeling, lil' mama had to fall back
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You hit my phone and talk no dope, I don't call back
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Write these verses so player
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But read verses in Isaiah
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Baby ain't even gotta state it
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She know that I'm a smooth operator
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Baby talk too much and I don't like that
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Gotta lead 'em all night, book my flight, yeah
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Sometimes no matter what you do, they forget about all that
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But I know they gonna remember me 'cause a boy all that
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I'm balling, she want it
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I get it, I get it, I'm plugging
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Got friends that spend millions
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We got hoes, we got drinks, we got all that
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She gonna go, she don't think, she do all that
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They don't think you from the streets but I'm 'bout all that
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I came up from the bottom, I do all that
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We got hoes, we got drinks, we got all that
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She gonna go, she don't think, she do all that
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They don't know you from the streets but I'm 'bout all that
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I came up from the bottom, I do all that
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All of these bitches be jockin', all of these niggas keep hating
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I get Jacksons, Grants, and Franklins so we call that changing faces
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Stunting off in the Bugatti, drive so fast you think I'm racing
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My nigga, this weed so strong, I'm gone, you might think I laced it
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Balling, bitch, I thought you knew
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If you niggas had my paper you'd be balling, too
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Teach a nigga how to stunt, I should start a school
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All I do is press a button just to start the coupe
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Swimming in so many women I lost count
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Once they give me that pussy, homie, I dolled 'em out
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If you ain't talking 'bout money then what you talking about
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If they say money talks then my dollars shout
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Popsicles on my chain, ice cubes on my wrist
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Snow cones on my fingers, your bitch on my dick
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Street nigga still have a mill up in my shoe box
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Old school, still keep a stash in my tube socks
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Kush all up in my rolling papers
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Got me coughing like a cancer patient
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Counting cash like a calculator
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OG still getting dome like activator, all that
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We got hoes, we got drinks, we got all that
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She gonna go, she don't think, she do all that
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They don't think you from the streets but I'm 'bout all that
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I came up from the bottom, I do all that
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We got hoes, we got drinks, we got all that
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She gonna go, she don't think, she do all that
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They don't know you from the streets but I'm 'bout all that
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I came up from the bottom, I do all that
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I fuck bitches, I get money, I do all that
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Niggas want me to impress 'em, they can fall back
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I be tripping if I told you I was all rap
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I got stocks, I got blocks, nigga, hold that
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Wal-Mart prices on the roll back
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Cheap shit, nigga, we don't know that
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Expensive, designer
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We spending, we spending
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I'm balling, got friends that's Egyptian
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And I'm out for that payback
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Got a couple niggas that stay strapped
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New school had a nigga tripping
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But my old bitch helped me get my soul back
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I started off in a Sonata
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Then went and got me a Range
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Then I went and got me a Beamer
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Now I feel my homies do the same
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Nigga, we don't care about change
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I can shine in a white T
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Which is probably why your bitch like me
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Low key, she wanna be my wifey
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I'm thinking that she might be
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Shorty says you're never sure
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She wanna get high, I insert with a quarter
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We playing games, you out of order
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Thirsty nigga need water
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You know you can't afford her
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We got hoes, we got drinks, we got all that
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She gonna go, she don't think, she do all that
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They don't think you from the streets but I'm 'bout all that
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I came up from the bottom, I do all that
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We got hoes, we got drinks, we got all that
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She gonna go, she don't think, she do all that
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They don't know you from the streets but I'm 'bout all that
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I came up from the bottom, I do all that
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She got blunts, I got papers, we got all that
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We gonna smoke, we go |