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Poof! go the car
Poof! There go the
Poof! A mil, David Copperfield
David Copperfield, David

Poof! go the car
Poof! There go the
Poof! A hundred mil, Copperfield
David Copperfield, Copperfield

Could you knock that ho, could you blame bitch?
Cause she wanna roll with a real nigga like me that's gon' slang that
Like coke to a fiend, throat on the lean
Take low on the Perc, now ho on a bean
Still money over these
Got YSL on my
And blood drip on my
Nigga, you on me, she chose
And I ain't fuck your she rode
My stick-shift she
Did everything that she to
I my camera out and she posed
And I was like, got
that, pop that
Got the top back on the back, I'm back
And the Glock at the crotch at, I'm strapped
All the at where the watch at, stop that
Could you cop that? Not
I'm light send the mob at, dime sack I'm catching on
Got racks, y'all niggas ain't that, 'bout that life!

Poof! go the car
Poof! go the crib
Poof! A mil, David Copperfield
David Copperfield, David

Poof! go the car
Poof! There go the
Poof! A mil, David Copperfield
Copperfield, David Copperfield

Poof! Nigga fuck your
your niggas and fuck your wife (Fuck 'em!)
Got two bad bitches a nigga
And you know gon' fuck all night (Right)
And I rock white
Nigga rich game
I'll pull up on whores and I'm sitting on fours, in a big boy
Call big boy shots, all stones in my big boy watch
All long, got the strip on lock
Everytime we in this bitch, man, shit pop
My hip on Glock, hip on nothing
My niggas got racks, y'all be fronting
Red Cartier, redbone
Red bottoms on her, hair as shit (Hold up)
gold Ro', yellow bone ho
And bottles of Spades, nigga
Whole clique made, nigga

Poof! go the car
Poof! There go the
Poof! A hundred mil, David
David Copperfield, Copperfield

Poof! go the car
Poof! go the crib
Poof! A hundred mil, Copperfield
David Copperfield, Copperfield