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Lookin' too fly to the bar
Niggas stop, askin' who I are
Hands on my tryna find out
If I'm flip off of one drink
And can he get

I'm a rock hip-hop pop
You out the doe and the fast car
Never run from nothin' when I come
Roll the realest that can take out your whole crew

(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
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I can make a whole talk shit!

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I can make a song talk shit!

I don't to dance to a slow song
You're too close and I can't get my on
Drop a and let a girl feel somethin'
I'm so gutter, watch my two-step do

Tippy-toes tip and make a mean
I tryna listen to your big talk
High off my for the third time
Boy, and get it
Watch me these niggas fall in line

(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
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(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
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I can make a song talk shit!

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I can make a whole talk shit!

Bout to to the hills fore I pass out
Get my from the check fore I spaz out
Pull my whip to the front and I in
Catch a comin' from the niggas in the black Benz

Red light and now tryna hop in
(Remember I was in school, I was your boyfriend?)
Got the tint so we never entertain
Hungry-ass groupies on the phone they got hoes

(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
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(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
I can make a whole talk shit!

(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
I can make a whole song shit!

Now I'm feelin' mmm, mmm
Eyes filled up with the
like a lay-up with the lights out
Now he's tryna get a but I'm all gone

Keep, keep
Keep, keep
Keep, talkin'
Keep, talkin'

Who's man who's not star?
Yet you who I are
On with rock hip-hop star, the pop star
Who the man hot bars?
Smoke, I'm to be popular

Now, he from?
Is it my city, your
All you need to know, I come from a city
Never shoot the boys, keep the dope Bentley
Taste to the with a chase of the Henny

And when I'm lookin' for a freak, really
And if it smell icky, her pull up her Vickie's
But if it smell alright, I do the licky-licky
Let you suck on my neck but, please, no

(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
I can make a song talk shit!

(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
(Hicky-hicky-hicky)
Aww shit!
I can make a whole talk shit!