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I be everywhere, everybody me Catch me in the hundred bottles on me I get busy a one liner In the drop getting head baby mind We gettin' money why you playing it Pool in the you could land a water plane in it Slick Rick at the mirror Big Daddy Kane bitch Shakira 1.5 custom car Me and Will table looking the bar I love bad bitches my fuckin' problem And I don't give a fuck that's my fuckin'
And I don't give a fuck that's my M.O I rock the whole globe no problemo Been rocking coats since my demo And now I'm banging hoes in the And I seen me slidin' out my dope ride I open up the doors, I came the bottom, the sewer side I it to the top 'Cause I do it fly Feelin' fuckin' lucky like the fuckin' I see the whole game my third Iris I tour the whole word like a pirate To give the whole club Miley Cyrus
Now everybody trippin' like poppin' molly Up in the club, is you can find me I do it real big never do it If you about that bullshit please remind me I in this motherfucker just to make it work I get on the floor just to make that twerk Shake, shake that ass a, like an expert Shake, that ass like a, like an expert
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Doobie in my hand, on my wrist Got a bottle of that thousand dollar in my fist of in your dreams sleep in my bed So I don't need brains I need my ass kissed But all my homies give me some head Smoke joints till our eyes Indian red shots till our chests burn We got papers, bottles, mollies, all this let's get it The bigger the bill, the bigger you The the watch, the bigger the car, the bigger the star The the chain, the farther you go, you already know The bigger the bank that's more hoes, And I spent a quarter milli on clothes them old schools and puttin' foreigns on the road Real talk and if my get low I up another joint take a shot and reload, pow
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