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Star let the hammer go, I ain't talkin' astrology For any pussy gotta you owe me an apology Only talkin' bout that shit, I opened up the door for that I stopped at 101, tell me who shit comin' close to that But you know how the goes how I cut the tape make a wish Call clientele, say I'm 'bout to make your favorite dish My wrists can't keep my arms close, yeah I'm Arnold Schwarzenegger Dropped the mixtapes, the game thought it'd be a Georgia nigga? Jumped off the porch but I on my feet It's in the field, went and bought a set of cleats See it in the air nigga, yeah the like Disneyland Eight since I started, guess I've been a busy man
I put them Os in the But ye ain't that there Talk a whole of white today But ye 'bout that there Got a that Muller on my today But ye ain't that there You made me fuck your bitch ye ain't bout that there
Ye ain't 'bout that, ye ain't 'bout that Ye ain't 'bout that, ye 'bout that there Ye ain't that, ye ain't 'bout that there Ye ain't 'bout that, ye ain't 'bout that
off the porch at eleven, bitch I been bout it I'm gang I been solid Go Bin Laden on Talkin' all that shit and we gon' have to to you in private What you in, we gon' spin around it Leave bodies, fuck them zombies And you ain't bout that life, not the life Take the advice and don't stop at lights Oh god I it all, night flight On the like flies And I like Mike You on the like Spike Red All bout this bangin' We breakin' down and shit You better not be shit She say she 'bout that shit She me if I hand her shit We movin' slow and thinkin' You ain't that gangsta shit, goddamn
I put them Os in the But ye ain't 'bout there Talk a whole of white today But ye ain't 'bout there Got a Muller on my wrist today But ye ain't 'bout there You me fuck your bitch today 'Cause ye ain't bout that
Ye ain't that, ye ain't 'bout that there Ye ain't 'bout that, ye ain't 'bout there Ye 'bout that, ye ain't 'bout that there Ye ain't 'bout that, ye ain't 'bout that
I'm still winnin', yeah it's like I got some trick dice That pussy so and so I hit that bitch twice You heard about Ran off on the plug, Caught him and they opened up his top like a Posted in the spot, look like a zebra these damn stripes Hopped out the Porsche like The Source I ain't get them five mics Find a nigga If you let a know the nigga Yeah, I the shit they talking It like a nigga slippin' Nigga I can make a hustle and I can it rappin' On the with a pic, now that's a mean caption Now you know about that 36 I can it double, hoe They hit you you ballin' They don't see you when you tho
I put Os in the microwave But ye ain't that there Talk a brick of white today But ye ain't 'bout that Got a that Muller on my today But ye ain't 'bout there You made me your bitch today ye ain't bout that there
Ye ain't 'bout that, ye ain't 'bout there Ye ain't 'bout that, ye ain't 'bout there Ye ain't 'bout that, ye 'bout that there Ye ain't that, ye ain't 'bout that there