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(Maybach Music)

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

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

I took a break to let these lames get their off
Now I seen the scenery, can't to get the cigar
These hoes a free throw, and LeBron
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 in Boston
And we show off like Ziggler, let raw bitches get tossed out
All I call is bad shit like I'm Joe Crawford
And dudes ain't slick, sayin' you, is that you? Buyin' Jordans?
But we know their set, a Euro step
niggas nearly walkin'
So me up, I got it, turn me up, I got it
Thank God for hip-hop 'cause on ESPN I bombed it
You can see that we our promise
I beat up, beat up, no conscience
And with my feet up, my seat up, reclinin'
up, my tee, and Moschino designer
Believe that female'll follow
Better eat up, or be out 'Cause we at the
Swag champion, believe that, ring at the

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

I tried to let you niggas eat
My chopper pussy and put you pussies in the street
Say fuck the major 'cause I made for industry
Sb be the so picture them niggas killin' me
get it, I got them same dirty niggas with me
Silencers give you but they make 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 dirty, her pussy sticky
You give her hickeys, I fuck her, her and pass to Ricky
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, don't 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 money on level
Huh! She fuckin' niggas
Your bitch be ordinary niggas

Limpin' like a pimp, out the gym
6 Ring J's, play's a win
Countin' cash in the huddle, blocka, flash from the
Spazz on a busta, beat your ass like a
Oh Lord, come the ball 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, fuck Donald
Fuck him, fuck Donald Sterling, screamin' fuck Donald
Load the clips my clippers, tippin' all the strippers
They on my belt buckle, grippin' on the zippers
Snort a line, like it's child time
Mmg, 305, our
Yayo, I'm like a hundred Lectors
Reppin' animal shelter

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

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

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

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

Nigga gettin' off of tellin' my story
I come through in the
I'm like Ray at 40 (Maybach Music)
Hit the shot and I splash, smoke a blunt, then I
I got a bad college bitch who like to fuck class
She study for finals, I study the
niggas don't know me but his bitch screamin' my name
I be all the union feelin' 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
Niggas ain't playin', they like Shaq
Two mil' on the deal, my ring and I'm back
And the team winnin', bitch look at the stacks
Open up, nigga, fingers up
We don't give a fuck,
Stuntin' hard, I'm just tryna get a buck,
Like Milwaukee, walkie talkie, where you at,
I'm gettin' stacks,

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

Pop champagne like I won a game
I keep that powder on me, nigga, Lebron James
niggas ordinary, Birdman, mercenary
Slam dunk a tickin' bitch, I'm out the Panamera
Killed him in the paint, I swear to God I got a
nothin' but bad bitches to smash on my itinerary
30 have 'em flippin' like a patty
And my bitches lookin' like, they fresh out
Martin, ridin' rapid, woh
Drop top, choppers rampid, peel the leaf off of your cabbage
I assist 'em with package when I pass it, fosho
I post up it like Bosh, defense
I got a bag full of them blocks, offense
Bitch I'm like Ray Allen with
Cheerleaders, bitch I got a tour bus of thots
Team full of heat, I'm talkin' Spoelstra
Yeah bitch, Eric Spoelstra and a post up

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

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