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

[Hook: Chris
Rollin' up the bud, that 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 ice up on my body, we the Mighty Ducks
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
with the plug, goin' up, we gon' fuck the party 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 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 coppin' and appeals, hit me in the
Ha, a lyin' by theyself
I'm talkin' 'bout niggas who killin', dyin' by
You say we from the hood, well I see your hat
And I ain't never seen movin' in a hat
Ha, sides, you confused 'cause I'm famous
We all OG nigga, tell me his name is
Get your up lil nigga, I'm pushin' 4 place
It's still puttin' big on the interstate
No name, knock out, pea brains wanna Glock out
Niggas need a pass the light niggas, 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 Mighty
Who got the Who givin' it up?
Got them shooters in the cut, say the word, we fuck the up
Throw that up, yeah, that bitch a dog
Fuckin' the plug, goin' up, we gon' fuck the party up

[Verse 3: Lo]
Yeah, my team supreme, grew up in the crack 80's
Still got the plug on it, get your 4 in the
Out the mud, bustin' drugs with my Hoody Baby
Drop the ice in the pot, now it's back to '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 from the lanes
Yeah, I'm geeked up, mixin' up the mollys with the
And I'm stingy with the Act, the red from my bitches
We pop a half a Perc, I'm on that, even on a Skittle
And the gon' work, play that pussy like a fiddle
Bet you I can make you squirt, have your face all in the

[Hook: Chris
Rollin' up the bud, yeah that a dog
Yeah, we know the plug, smokin' all the drugs, 'bout to buy the
all the pussy, nigga, get your 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