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[Featuring:

Young
Aye we got one
6, East Atlanta
up
Aye you know I'm a raise this motherfuckin cock house
Don't spend nothing in my

I ain't this shit up, ho I ain't Maybeline
I got shit off in my cup that's gonna make ya lean
I told er cool it, please don't make a
'Cause I'm a with it, this is every day for me

She want that fly (fly shit, fly shit)
clothes and diamonds (diamonds, diamonds)
Just remember you in my (my shit my shit)
If you don't like the then bye bitch (bye bitch, bye bitch)

1:]
Higher a pilot, fresher than a stylist
You a bad bitch, I'm a you to a island
Aggresive watch game, yeah my diamonds violent
If you a grown then why you actin all childish?
Bought a new Bentley, I don't gotta drive it
Parked outside so I jumped it
Life fuck out it, the can't hide
Probly just flash, smoke a clitch the pilot
so good that will keep me smiling
Forge another rim so I keep on
So as a boss so I on divin
And Too Short me to keep on rhyming
2 Pac taught me to keep on
Biggest boss says yo mama be
Owe me and you keep on lyin
I'm a my good, I'm a keep on firin
Ball so I can touch the sky
I can't lie, I don't wanna leave I
Goon in and you tune up yo chain
them niggas I'm a keep on mine
Your so fly and she gonna know why
I ain't gonna tell you, remember one
Slide in with me, you can come in
You can stand and freeze in that ass line

I makin this shit up, ho I ain't Maybeline
I got shit off in my cup that's gonna make ya lean
I told er cool it, don't make a scene
'Cause I'm a fool it, this is every day for me

She want that fly (fly shit, fly shit)
clothes and diamonds (diamonds, diamonds)
Just remember you in my (my shit my shit)
If you don't like the ruse then bye (bye bitch, bye bitch)

2:]
Runnin down the criss and the Bentley something
Little hand choppa and the big goin
Born by myself, I need no one
If you don't got no enemies, make you
buddy can make you dumb
Run it on yo head, get yo gun
Broke ass nigga can't even bun
I don't trust that bitch, make er cum
Flyin to the nigga, go to the park
Smokin on like fuck my lungs
of these hoes can't meet my mom
At the end of the day you a sucka son
Love as I don't so I feel like frontin
I ain't never had so much fun
500$ gun and a million on
And I whip yo ass up like you in the pool
Feeds get me just like Ja Rule
ass bitches, that deja-vu
Wutchu gonna do with no on you?
And so fly, got a birds eye view
Gucci 2 times, 2 times 2
All this money can't fit in troops
This a T so my neck hurt too
But I pity the fool tryna try my

I makin this shit up, ho I ain't Maybeline
I got some shit off in my cup that's gonna make ya
I told er cool it, don't make a scene
'Cause I'm a fool with it, is every day for me

She that fly shit (fly shit, fly shit)
clothes and diamonds (diamonds, diamonds)
Just remember you in my shit (my my shit)
If you like the ruse then bye bitch (bye bitch, bye bitch)