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(Maybach Music)

We them at the park, we just wanna ball
Sellin' dope to get a car and don't know it's called
foul but the referees don't get involved
It's the and my dogs came to take it all
2014 And them back
I'm at the finals on the 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 streets to on
I put bitch on my list, and it's not long
Runnin' on niggas, they retract their statement
I keep a bomb, I drop it like a (Maybach Music)
All y'all niggas claim to me well
Top down, I got bitch's hair in a ponytail
She been to Tom Ford, nigga
So I double for that encore, nigga
Yayo comin' out my pores,
You see me and them stars, nigga
Rich don't test drive
And double M, be the best ha (Maybach Music)
I let her count the cake up in my stash
Put all her naked photos in my
We got a that we could never break
She wash her hair Belaire, that pussy sweet as cake

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

I took a to let these lames get their thing off
Now I the scenery, can't seem to get the cigar
These hoes a free throw, Stevenson and
I just let her below, in a 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 like I'm bashing Joe Crawford
And these dudes ain't slick, you, is that you? Buyin' Jordans?
But we know their set, like a step
niggas nearly walkin'
So me up, I got it, turn me up, I got it
Thank God for this 'cause on ESPN I bombed it
You can see we keep our promise
I beat up, beat up, no conscience
And ridin' my feet up, my seat up, reclinin'
Supreme up, my tee, and designer
Believe your female'll follow
Better eat up, or be out 'Cause we at the
Swag champion, believe that, at the counter

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

I tried to let you pussy eat
My chopper kill and put you pussies in the street
Say fuck the major I wasn't made for industry
Sb be the so picture them niggas killin' me
Let's get it, I got them same dirty niggas me
give you life but they make a major difference
You play a witness, I you snitchin', you paid the hitter
Chanel purses and red bottoms, I'm tickets
My clip a 50, my money dirty, her sticky
You give her hickeys, I fuck her, duck her and to Ricky
My palms itchy, I coulda swore I just hit the
Safe house in Cabo, my Spanish bitch to Blanco
My blanket Morocco, my is Cuban
never ordinary, don't confuse me with humans
17 Fire, the fuck was you doin'?
Your bricks 30 apiece and 28 if you knew him

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

like a pimp, jumpin' out the gym
6 Ring J's, every a win
Countin' cash in the huddle, blocka, flash the muzzle
Spazz on a busta, beat your ass a buzzer
Oh Lord, come the ball hogger
They call him Gunplay, they call him Don
He a legend, keep the engine revin'
And the firearm, bring the fire
Fuck Sterling, fuck him, fuck Donald Sterling
Fuck him, fuck Donald Sterling, screamin' Donald Sterling
Load the clips with my clippers, tippin' all the
They bitin' on my buckle, grippin' on the zippers
Snort a foul line, like it's time
Mmg, 305, our
Yayo, I'm like a hundred Lectors
Reppin' that animal

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

Yeah reportin' live a white Wraith
Caught with the white base
My number one got a white face
Talkin' ladders, we don't tussle, we fight cases
Montana, but tonight I'm Tony
Pop a hundred on, forest papa
Chasin' dead on the blue paper
Fightin' fed cases, you need law
My money on another
fishscale, got the whole salmon
Hop out, like heavy metal
My on another level
You fuckin' niggas
head like Marbury, nigga

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

Huh! My money on level
Huh! My money on level
Huh! She fuckin' niggas (Maybach Music)
Your be fuckin' ordinary niggas

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

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

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

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

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