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

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

Could you knock ho, could you blame that bitch?
Cause she wanna roll with a real like me that's gon' slang that dick
Like coke to a fiend, fuck throat on the
Take low on the Perc, now ho on a bean
Still money these hoes
Got YSL on my
And blood on my sneakers
Nigga, you hating on me, she
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 drop back, I'm
And the Glock at where the crotch at, I'm
All the at where the watch at, stop that
Could you cop that? Not
I'm send the mob at, dime sack I'm catching on contact
Got racks, y'all niggas ain't 'bout that, that life!

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

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

Poof! fuck your life
Fuck your niggas and fuck your (Fuck 'em!)
Got two bad bitches a nigga
And you know gon' fuck all night (Right)
And I rock hard
rich game pride
I'll up on whores and I'm sitting on fours, in a big boy drop
big boy shots, all clear stones in my big boy watch
All year long, got the strip on
Everytime we in this bitch, man, shit pop
My hip on Glock, your hip on
My got racks, y'all niggas be fronting
Red Cartier, redbone
Red bottoms on her, hair long as (Hold up)
Yellow gold Ro', yellow ho
And bottles of Spades, nigga
clique self made, nigga

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

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