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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, murder then
See the chopper, too big, you can see the doctor surgery
Mask, can't identify the
But we know you givin' up the information
Say you got the cheese, you a rat, that's a fit
wanna hate on a slick money makin' mitch
Love takin' niggas hoes and givie 'em the D
OHB, it ain't nothin' for me to buy a
Real paper, I ain't never gotta lie to
Even niggas with them killers my ma religious
All my bitches lickin' pussy with good
Roll the dice, yeah 3, they my triplets
I ain't with them lame hoes that look suspicious
But I'm fuckin' with the main hoe that delicious
Nigga, they get sticky sticky, give bitch the business

Chris Brown]
Rollin' up the bud, yeah that a dog
Yeah, we the plug, smokin' 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 Mighty
Who got the Who givin' it up?
Got shooters in the cut, say the word, we fuck the party up
Throw money up, yeah, that bitch a dog
Fuckin' with the plug, goin' up, we gon' the party up

[Verse 2: Blacc]
I'm turnt up and they know that, poked up like Flex
45 in that 12 back and I'm up in that 4 hat
See this nigga, this gold rap, a nigga then go rap
Talkin' 'bout that Draco, one phone call, 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', dyin' by
You say we from the same hood, well I see hat
And I never seen movin' in a hoover hat
Ha, switchin' sides, you 'cause I'm famous
We all OG nigga, tell me what his is
Get your weight up lil nigga, I'm pushin' 4
It's still big drugs on the interstate
No name, that's knock out, pea brains Glock out
Niggas a pass the light niggas, this my house

Chris Brown]
Rollin' up the bud, yeah bitch 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 the party up
Throw money up, yeah, that bitch a dog
Fuckin' with the plug, goin' up, we gon' the party up

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

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