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[Verse 1: Brown]
Niggas wanna bang in the squad, wanna put the work in
Say you my money, scared of fame, better murder then
See the chopper, bullets too big, you can see the doctor
Mask, can't the burglaries
But we you givin' up the confidential information
Say you got the cheese, you a rat, a perfect fit
Niggas wanna hate on a money makin' mitch
Love takin' pussy niggas and givie 'em the D
OHB, it ain't nothin' for me to buy a
Real paper, I ain't never lie to bitches
Even niggas with them know my ma religious
All my bitches lickin' with good intentions
Roll the dice, yeah 3, my fuckin' triplets
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

Chris Brown]
Rollin' up the bud, yeah 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 shooters in the cut, say the word, we fuck the party up
Throw that money up, yeah, bitch a dog
Fuckin' with the plug, goin' up, we fuck the party up

2: Young Blacc]
I'm up and they 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
'bout that Draco, one phone call, that's a snatch
Give it to a nigga if you want it
coppin' and appeals, hit me in the mornin'
Ha, a nigga lyin' by
I'm talkin' 'bout niggas who killin', by theyself
You say we the same hood, well I see your hat
And I never seen movin' in a hoover hat
Ha, sides, you confused 'cause I'm famous
We all OG nigga, tell me what his is
Get your up lil nigga, I'm pushin' 4 place
It's puttin' big drugs on the interstate
No name, that's knock out, pea brains Glock out
Niggas need a pass the niggas, this my house

[Hook: Brown]
Rollin' up the bud, that bitch a dog
Yeah, we know the plug, smokin' all the drugs, 'bout to buy the
Killin' all the pussy, nigga, get your up
All this ice up on my body, we the Ducks
Who got the Who givin' 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, up, we gon' fuck the party up

[Verse 3: Lo]
Yeah, my whole team supreme, grew up in the crack
Still got the on it, get your 4 in the baby
Out the mud, drugs with my nigga Hoody Baby
the ice in the pot, now it's back to back 'cedes
See I'm all about the check, still Tex
Still rep the sex, mile high, smoke on the jet
50 in Balmains, this a young'n from the lanes
Yeah, I'm geeked up, mixin' up the 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 that like a fiddle
Bet you I can make you squirt, your face all in the pillow

Chris Brown]
Rollin' up the bud, that 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 them shooters in the cut, say the word, we fuck the up
Throw that up, yeah, that bitch a dog
Fuckin' with the plug, up, we gon' fuck the party up