[Hook]
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I take all my niggas in the club with me
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Pop a lot of bottles, yeah it's everyday's free
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And we call it sittin phat, phat, phat
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Yeah, we call it sittin phat, phat, phat
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And I'll take all my bitches on the shoppin sprees
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Anything she want, everything is on me
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And we call it sittin phat, phat, phat
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Yeah, we call it sittin phat, phat, phat
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All my niggas gonn get more money, more money, more
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All my bitches gonn get morey money, more money, more
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The adlib, what I did with all my means
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Pulled my family up with me, said goodbye to all my friends
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God don't forgive me, for neither of my sins
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That's what made it who I am, let me take it like a man
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Head in the sky, I can take it on the kids
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When my baby brother think I get my limbs
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Sad cause my kids didn't get a chance to see him
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Making sure they never take a trip to where I've been
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Realizing man they never learn to retreat
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Man that's exactly what my tombstone reads
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Hardbody cut me bet I bleed concrete
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When I'm gone nigga, wish they had more than one me
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I pop my whole team, we need more than one piece
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Bout to go to hell and back, motherfucker god speed
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My nigga hit the feds, and got everything seesaw
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Until they let him free, I let him live through me, though me
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[Hook]
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I take all my niggas in the club with me
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Pop a lot of bottles, yeah it's everyday's free
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And we call it sittin phat, phat, phat
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Yeah, we call it sittin phat, phat, phat
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And I'll take all my bitches on the shoppin sprees
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Anything she want, everything is on me
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And we call it sittin phat, phat, phat
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Yeah, we call it sittin phat, phat, phat
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All my niggas gonn get more money, more money, more
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All my bitches gonn get morey money, more money, more
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Damn, no hope for us poor
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Better luck selling seashells by the shore
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So we in the trap, it's a revolving door
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Boys become dope boys and girls become whores
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The moment shed tears took over, I saw it
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She gave it all she had, she expected much more
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We went from fighting over playing time on the court
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To fighting for our motherfucking lives, on court
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You think I'm wearing free, all I do is record them
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That's true then, haters do really come from stores
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A lifetime in this game's got no rewarder
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Vacation in the pen, a federal resort
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It's still a nigga left with no choice
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All I got is weight, I'm tryina hold down the fort
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I don't need rest, I just keep moving forward
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There's a enough niggas sleeping right now in the morgue
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[Hook]
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I take all my niggas in the club with me
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Pop a lot of bottles, yeah it's everyday's free
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And we call it sittin phat, phat, phat
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Yeah, we call it sittin phat, phat, phat
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And I'll take all my bitches on the shoppin sprees
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Anything she want, everything is on me
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And we call it sittin phat, phat, phat
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Yeah, we call it sittin phat, phat, phat
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All my niggas gonn get more money, more money, more
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All my bitches gonn get morey money, more money, more.
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Sittin Phat
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Don Trip |