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(Maybach Music)

We them niggas at the park, we just wanna
Sellin' dope to get a car and don't what it's called
Niggas foul but the referees get involved
the finals and my dogs came to take it all
2014 And boys back
I'm at the on the floor and that boy strapped
50 for the seat, bring the popcorn
Diamond chains and my million cross on
Yeah they tell me that these ain't the to floss on
I put bitch on my list, and it's not long
Runnin' down on niggas, retract their statement
I a bomb, I drop it like a compilation (Maybach Music)
All niggas claim to know me well
Top down, I got your bitch's in a ponytail
She never to Tom Ford, nigga
So I double for that encore, nigga
Yayo out my pores, nigga
You should see me and them stars,
Rich don't test drive
And M, that be the best ha (Maybach Music)
I let her count the cake up in my spot
Put all her photos in my laptop
We got a that we could never break
She wash her hair Belaire, that pussy sweet as cake

Huh! My money on level
Huh! My money on level
Huh! She fuckin' ordinary
bitch be fuckin' ordinary niggas

I took a break to let these get their thing off
Now I the scenery, can't seem to get the cigar
These hoes a free throw, Stevenson and
I let her below, in a moment she gon' be home
Isolate the offense, nigga you hear me talkin'?
And you know I watch more
Than like floor season tickets in
And we show off like Dolph Ziggler, let raw bitches get out
All I call is bad shit like I'm Joe Crawford
And these dudes ain't slick, sayin' you, is that Buyin' Jordans?
But we know their set, like a step
Them niggas nearly
So turn me up, I got it, me up, I got it
Thank God for hip-hop 'cause on ESPN I bombed it
You can see that we keep our
I beat up, beat up, no conscience
And with my feet up, my seat up, reclinin'
Supreme up, my tee, and designer
that your female'll follow
Better eat up, or be out we at the Finals
champion, believe that, ring at the counter

Huh! My money on another
Huh! My on another level
Huh! She fuckin' ordinary
Your bitch be fuckin' ordinary

I to let you pussy niggas eat
My pussy kill and put you pussies in the street
Say fuck the major 'cause I wasn't for industry
Sb be the realest so picture them niggas me
Let's get it, I got them dirty niggas with me
Silencers give you life but they a major difference
You play a witness, I heard you snitchin', you paid the
Chanel and red bottoms, I'm bookin' tickets
My clip a 50, my money dirty, her sticky
You give her hickeys, I fuck her, duck her and pass to
My itchy, I coulda swore I just hit the lotto
Safe house in Cabo, my Spanish bitch to Blanco
My Morocco, my carpet is Cuban
It's never ordinary, confuse me with humans
17 Fire, the fuck was you doin'?
bricks were 30 apiece and 28 if you knew him

Huh! My money on level
Huh! My on another level
Huh! She ordinary niggas
Your bitch be ordinary niggas

Limpin' like a pimp, out the gym
6 J's, every play's a win
Countin' in the huddle, blocka, flash from the muzzle
Spazz on a busta, beat your ass a buzzer
Oh Lord, here come the hogger
They call him Gunplay, they him Don Logan
He a livin' legend, the engine revin'
And the firearm, bring the alarm
Fuck Donald Sterling, fuck him, Donald Sterling
him, fuck Donald Sterling, screamin' fuck Donald Sterling
Load the clips with my clippers, tippin' all the
They bitin' on my belt buckle, grippin' on the
a foul line, like it's child time
Mmg, 305, our
Yayo, I'm like a Hannibal Lectors
Reppin' animal shelter

Huh! My on another level
Huh! My money on another
Huh! She fuckin' ordinary
bitch be fuckin' ordinary niggas

Yeah live from a white Wraith
hands with the white base
My one shooter got a white face
Talkin' ladders, we don't tussle, we just cases
Montana, but I'm Tony Parker
Pop a hundred chains on, papa
Chasin' dead faces on the blue
fed cases, you need law paper
My money on another
fishscale, got the whole salmon
Hop out, like heavy metal
My on another level
You fuckin' niggas
Wash head Marbury, nigga

Huh! My money on another
Huh! My money on level
Huh! She ordinary niggas (Maybach Music)
Your bitch be ordinary niggas

Huh! My money on another
Huh! My money on another
Huh! She ordinary niggas (Maybach Music)
bitch be fuckin' ordinary niggas

Nigga gettin' off of tellin' my story
I come through in the
I'm Ray Allen at 40 (Maybach Music)
Hit the and I splash, smoke a blunt, then I crash
I got a bad bitch who like to fuck after class
She for finals, I study the game
niggas don't know me but his bitch screamin' my name
I be all over the union just like Dwyane
Smokin' pounds of the thunder, it go straight to the brain
Just know the been the shit, wait 'til D Rose back
ain't playin', they commentatin' like Shaq
Two mil' on the deal, my ring and I'm back
And the whole team winnin', bitch at the stacks
up, nigga, middle fingers up
We give a fuck, nigga
Stuntin' hard, I'm just tryna get a buck,
Like Milwaukee, walkie talkie, where you at,
I'm stacks, nigga

Huh! My money on another
Huh! My on another level
Huh! She ordinary niggas
Your bitch be ordinary niggas

Pop champagne like I won a championship
I keep that powder on me, nigga, Lebron James
niggas ordinary, Birdman, mercenary
Slam dunk a bitch, I'm pitchin' out the Panamera
Killed him in the paint, I to God I got a cemetery
Ain't nothin' but bad to smash on my itinerary
30 Shot'll have 'em flippin' like a
And my bitches lookin' like, they fresh out
Martin, ridin' rapid, woh
Drop top, choppers shootin' rampid, peel the leaf off of cabbage
I assist 'em with that package I pass it, fosho
I post up with it like Bosh,
I got a duffle bag full of them blocks,
Bitch I'm Ray Allen with shots
Cheerleaders, bitch I got a tour bus of thots
Team full of heat, I'm Eric Spoelstra
bitch, Eric Spoelstra and a nigga post up

Huh! My on another level
Huh! My on another level
Huh! She fuckin' niggas (Maybach Music)
Your bitch be fuckin' niggas

Fuck Donald Sterling, fuck him, Donald Sterling
Fuck him, fuck Donald Sterling, screamin' Donald Sterling
Screamin' Donald Sterling, fuck him, fuck Donald Sterling
(Han) fuck Sterling, screamin' fuck Donald Sterling