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[Verse 1: Chris
Niggas wanna bang in the squad, don't wanna put the in
Say you want my money, scared of fame, better then
See the chopper, bullets too big, you can see the doctor
Mask, can't the burglaries
But we know you up the confidential information
Say you got the cheese, you a rat, a perfect fit
Niggas wanna hate on a slick money mitch
Love takin' pussy niggas and givie 'em the D
OHB, it nothin' for me to buy a bitch
Real paper, I ain't never lie to bitches
Even niggas them killers know my ma religious
All my lickin' pussy with good intentions
Roll the dice, 3, they my fuckin' triplets
I ain't fuckin' them lame hoes that look suspicious
But I'm fuckin' with the hoe that look delicious
Nigga, they get sticky sticky, that bitch the business

[Hook: Brown]
Rollin' up the bud, yeah that a dog
Yeah, we know the plug, all the drugs, 'bout to buy the club
all the pussy, nigga, get your bodies up
All this ice up on my body, we the Ducks
Who got the Who givin' it up?
Got them shooters in the cut, say the word, we fuck the up
that money up, yeah, that bitch a dog
Fuckin' with the plug, goin' up, we gon' fuck the up

[Verse 2: Blacc]
I'm turnt up and they know that, poked up Funk Flex
45 in 12 back and I'm posted up in that 4 hat
See this nigga, this gold rap, kill a nigga go rap
Talkin' 'bout that Draco, one call, that's a snatch
it to a nigga if you really want it
Bitch coppin' and appeals, hit me in the
Ha, a nigga lyin' by
I'm talkin' 'bout niggas who killin', by theyself
You say we from the hood, well I see your hat
And I ain't never seen in a hoover hat
Ha, switchin' sides, you confused I'm famous
We all OG nigga, tell me his name is
Get your up lil nigga, I'm pushin' 4 place
It's puttin' big drugs on the interstate
No name, that's out, pea brains wanna Glock out
Niggas need a pass the light niggas, this my

Chris Brown]
Rollin' up the bud, yeah that a dog
Yeah, we know the plug, smokin' all the drugs, to buy the club
Killin' all the pussy, nigga, get bodies up
All ice up on my body, we the Mighty Ducks
Who got the bud? Who it up?
Got shooters in the cut, say the word, we fuck the party up
Throw that money up, yeah, bitch a dog
with the plug, goin' up, we gon' fuck the party up

[Verse 3: Lo]
Yeah, my whole team supreme, grew up in the 80's
Still got the plug on it, get your 4 in the
Out the mud, bustin' drugs with my nigga Baby
Drop the ice in the pot, now back to back 'cedes
See I'm all the check, still reppin' Tex
Still rep the sex, mile high, smoke on the jet
50 in these Balmains, this a young'n the lanes
Yeah, I'm up, mixin' up the mollys with the Xans
And I'm stingy with the Act, keep the red my bitches
We gon' pop a a Perc, I'm on that, even on a Skittle
And the tongue gon' work, play that pussy a fiddle
Bet you I can make you squirt, have your face all in the

[Hook: Brown]
up the bud, yeah that bitch a dog
Yeah, we know the plug, all the drugs, 'bout to buy the club
Killin' all the pussy, nigga, get bodies up
All this ice up on my body, we the Mighty
Who got the bud? Who it up?
Got shooters in the cut, say the word, we fuck the party up
that money up, yeah, that bitch a dog
Fuckin' with the plug, goin' up, we gon' fuck the up