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

[Hook: Chris
Rollin' up the bud, yeah bitch a dog
Yeah, we know the plug, smokin' all the drugs, to buy the club
Killin' all the pussy, nigga, get your 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 money up, yeah, that bitch a dog
Fuckin' with the plug, goin' up, we gon' fuck the up

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

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 Ducks
Who got the bud? Who it up?
Got them shooters in the cut, say the word, we the party up
Throw that money up, yeah, that a dog
Fuckin' the plug, goin' up, we gon' fuck the party up

3: Young Lo]
Yeah, my whole team supreme, up in the crack 80's
got the plug on it, get your 4 in the baby
Out the mud, bustin' drugs my nigga Hoody Baby
the ice in the pot, now it's back to back 'cedes
See I'm all about the check, reppin' Tex
rep the sex, mile high, smoke Luigi on the jet
50 in these Balmains, a young'n from the lanes
Yeah, I'm geeked up, 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, on a Skittle
And the tongue gon' work, play pussy like a fiddle
Bet you I can make you squirt, have face all in the pillow

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