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[Verse 1 - Lil
I got a lot of money
Pop p-ssy for me
My homie got yopper
He'll bang it at a
Hey party, gangsta party, gangsta party!
on my waist
Cook ass up gourmet
All-black .44 do you want
I'm going at your face like Oil of
No champagne, but you my flag rose
Swagger on Canseco, Jose
No Limit We so 'bout it 'bout it
I'm higher a bitch
Feel like a climbed a mountain
Illest nigga you know, my accountants still
hit him a minute ago
But his body's still
Beam on the hammer, beam on forehead
kill the witnesses cause Birdman car red
Hollygrove Monster, Street preacher
Come to your funeral, everybody but the preacher!
I live in Miami,
South Beach ya
Robin Leach, uh how we ballin
You that I'm loaded but please don't take a sweeter
Beat one of you bitch niggas up like John
Them hoes on your
them hoes we coming
Before we get it
We ain't hoes, we swapping
Yea Gangsta party, party, gangsta party!
Big Desert Eagle, call it "shotty"
How'd you get money?
taught me that
The zan me under
Patron brought me
I'm on you muthaf-ckers
Like I caught a
And Glock snap back like a old Starter hat
What the read? I'm in the big league
I'm a breath of air
Let the breathe!
I'm trying to
But I had to do it, dev
I'm at the like
"I had to do it, rev!"
Mack you my big
I a wig for you
Put that on the
Until bury me
Moment of clarity:
my diamond game
I a fine bitch
I like the finer things
F-ck with me
No on the whip
got nothing in mind
Carter 4, they f-cking with mine
I drop that Sorry 4 The
To up for the time

2 - Lil B]
Yeah I do my thang, wassup?
BasedGod, came in with the ballers
Iced out chain,
I'm off that same shit
See 5 on my dick, bitch, it's Christmas
Westside, Bay Area
Bitch, graze em
Gritty boy shit, from the angles
On like a cradle and you niggas stop me
Shouts out to Mack getting rich and cocky.
Bitches Westside
out to Weezy
Young BasedGod that .55 heater
187 bitch, I put it to 11
With that shirt mane
And the pants mane
I'm on and I f-ck with cash Money my niggas.
Don't man
The game like a
Woo woo! Swag, bitch, man
Bra off the top, I'm a Wolfpack
My just a painting
And I paint you a picture,
Thing about it: a young paid-ass
This that stunt music: bitch, I just it
It's Lil B and muthaf-ckin prove it
We