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[Verse 1: Chris
wanna bang in the squad, don't wanna put the work in
Say you want my money, of fame, better murder then
See the chopper, too big, you can see the doctor surgery
Mask, identify the burglaries
But we know you up the confidential information
Say you got the cheese, you a rat, that's a fit
Niggas wanna hate on a slick money makin'
Love pussy niggas hoes 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 killers know my ma religious
All my lickin' pussy with good intentions
Roll the dice, yeah 3, they my fuckin'
I ain't with them lame hoes that look suspicious
But I'm fuckin' the main hoe that look delicious
Nigga, they get sticky sticky, give that the business

[Hook: 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 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' with the plug, goin' up, we gon' the party up

[Verse 2: Young
I'm turnt up and they know that, 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 call, that's a snatch
Give it to a nigga if you want it
Bitch coppin' and appeals, hit me in the
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 seen in a hoover hat
Ha, switchin' sides, you 'cause I'm famous
We all OG nigga, tell me his name is
Get weight up lil nigga, I'm pushin' 4 place
still puttin' big drugs on the interstate
No name, that's knock out, pea brains wanna out
Niggas need a pass the light niggas, my house

Chris 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 Mighty
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, that a dog
Fuckin' with the plug, goin' up, we gon' fuck the up

[Verse 3: Lo]
Yeah, my whole supreme, grew up in the crack 80's
Still got the plug on it, get your 4 in the
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 the check, still reppin' Tex
Still rep the sex, mile high, smoke on the jet
50 in Balmains, this a young'n from the lanes
Yeah, I'm up, mixin' up the mollys with the Xans
And I'm with the Act, keep the red from my bitches
We gon' pop a half a Perc, I'm on that, on a Skittle
And the gon' work, play that pussy like a fiddle
Bet you I can make you squirt, your face all in the pillow

[Hook: Brown]
Rollin' up the bud, yeah 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 Mighty
Who got the bud? Who it up?
Got them shooters in the cut, say the word, we fuck the up
Throw money up, yeah, that bitch a dog
with the plug, goin' up, we gon' fuck the party up