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(Maybach Music)

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

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

I took a break to let lames get their thing off
Now I seen the scenery, can't to get the cigar
hoes a free throw, Stevenson and LeBron
I just let her below, in a moment she gon' be
Isolate the offense, nigga you hear me talkin'?
And you know I watch more
like floor season tickets in Boston
And we show off like Ziggler, let raw bitches get tossed out
All I call is bad like I'm bashing Joe Crawford
And these dudes ain't slick, sayin' you, is that you? Jordans?
But we know their set, like a step
Them nearly walkin'
So turn me up, I got it, me up, I got it
Thank God for this 'cause on ESPN I bombed it
You can see that we our promise
I could up, beat up, no conscience
And ridin' my feet up, my seat up, reclinin'
Supreme up, my tee, and designer
Believe that your female'll
eat up, or be out 'Cause we at the Finals
Swag champion, believe that, at the counter

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

I to let you pussy niggas eat
My chopper pussy kill and put you pussies in the
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 same niggas with me
Silencers give you life but they make a difference
You play a witness, I you snitchin', you paid the hitter
Chanel purses and red bottoms, I'm bookin'
My clip a 50, my money dirty, her sticky
You give her hickeys, I her, duck 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 ordinary, don't confuse me with humans
17 Fire, what the fuck was you
Your were 30 apiece and 28 if you knew him

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

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

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

Yeah live from a white Wraith
Caught hands with the white
My number one shooter got a face
Talkin' ladders, we tussle, we just fight cases
Montana, but tonight I'm Tony
Pop a hundred on, forest papa
Chasin' dead faces on the paper
Fightin' fed cases, you need law
My money on another
Talkin' fishscale, got the salmon
Hop out, sound heavy metal
My money on level
You ordinary niggas
head like Marbury, nigga

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

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

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

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

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

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

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