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Rather you me
If you've been fucking me since Port of Miami
been hell of a fucking journey
M-m-maybach
nun' changed nigga
Lil' stronger, wiser, maybe a lil' more violent
it on America
it
Beat

I'm pulling off the lot, I bought the
Her future bright, don't give a fuck her past
Her ass be looking good the leggings
But I know that she's all the edges
I run the game by running with the felons
Pour out the Judy, got rich calisthenics
Walking in the court room, sipping on the
I know the judge so I got a lot of
on these bitches is a fetish (R. Kelly)
Fully .60s smoking on a seven (all ready)
Your get a dime, you never wrote a letter
Still in a box, got her rapping
Can't trust no people fucking with the
I got a chopper, but don't me be the devil
He knocking on the and all the Baswares
Gave me addresses where I'm hiding in the verse

Dead presidents, dead them dead
Dead presidents, dead dead presidents
They go to war, yeah, all my lil' niggas
Let's go to trial, we till proven innocent
presidents, dead them dead presidents
Dead presidents, them dead presidents
sentences, fair, fair sentences
Let's go to trial, we guilty till innocent

I got white bitches like Tommy Lee
I drug money, nigga, I make blood money
On my third passport, and I'm geechie as
I got wet pussy at the airport
I got molly dollars on my transport
Bussing a hundred bales in the bath tub
Fuck this Philippine pussy in some shoes
I got money, nigga, I got war wounds
This the culture on the hammer, no dance moves
I was posted on the [??] stupid, hanging with my
on the news, all front pages
Gunning and catching bodies, ain't no
I was stacking Ben Franklins posted in
They rocking two times in a row, a repeat
And I'm fucking hoes cus they easy
I'm in here niggas wives, balls breezy
She gotta fuck like she love like she me
I got my flooded all with extra TVs
I make a every single fucking day
I John Travolta when I flood Patek face

Dead presidents, them dead presidents
Dead presidents, dead dead presidents
go to war, yeah, all my lil' niggas militant
Let's go to trial, we guilty proven innocent
Dead presidents, dead them presidents
Dead presidents, them dead presidents
sentences, fair, fair sentences
Let's go to trial, we till proven innocent

go!
Hands on niggas, got the yellow bracelet
off in my pocket like the yellow pages
Fuck you niggas woes, when I was ashing
Loafers in the chop, I keep it nigga
Build a empire, yeah whats my state of mind
Motherfuck 'em all, yeah that's my state of mind
the block sober there, we call it Lego land
Meanwhile the smoking like its Amsterdam
boy prez, you know who got the truths
Sixteen when I bought my first
Legend in my just like I'm Escobar
riding dirty in the extra car

Dead presidents, dead dead presidents
Dead presidents, them dead presidents
go to war, yeah, all my lil' niggas militant
Let's go to trial, we guilty proven innocent
Dead presidents, them dead presidents
Dead presidents, them dead presidents
Fair sentences, fair, fair
Let's go to trial, we guilty till proven