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[Verse 1 - Mannie Hundred, thousand, in a Orange Lamborghini [?] the dealer plates Told these, hoes, I'll be back Another hundred spilling out the backpack I, do the, whole, on these bitches bout to act an ass Bricks, pounds, [?], Went to came back speaking Japanese Sushi, uchi, nigga dressed in [?] pills got me feeling like I'm [?] him, back, to his, momma A bullet holes, first 48 dropped him that real project shit that these niggas wanna hear from me Real trill do a pull-down, hit a lick for me Clearing out block fuck yall 9mm [?] shit that make these shooters go and for me
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2 - Birdman] I, fucked, these, Af-ter, our, Big, dicks, we Rich, wartime, let's bang I told pussy niggas I was coming right back Slap, back, cash, Long, sticks, straps G's get a hundred hoes in your lap Lamborghini with the red blood on the Suicide, want some mo Cash, money, big, Nigga, hate, holla em ward told me fame came with the drama Top floor seat so I put it on my Rest, in, peace to my Seven three billion nigga had to have it
I send 'em back in the Casket in plastic I 'em back in the Designer Casket (ya) in plastic (ya) Drag him from the river dump his in the yard (Amen) around his neck saying get right with the Lord ( Amen) Note around his neck saying get with the Lord (Amen) Get with the Lord, get right with the Lord
Before they see it, we saw it (ye, ye) Now they know a nigga be it Trippin back on the Simple, fame with the gang what's brackin' [?] what's happenin' MF, yea shawty, with all [?] Lying around the On the road with, Rich gang a long boy