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off the top
M.A them hoes out
bring them poles out

Pull up to the club with a on me (that Henny)
I'm already
Got five voicemails, I just left the
And my bitch, she already
Blu just a blunt, he like, "bro you good?"
I'm like, "nah bro, let me hit it"
Puff drink, I don't wanna think
Groupies want a picture, gotta wait
I'm in zone, I'm in another zone
My girl getting on my nerves, I ain't home
Ain't got for this shit (I don't got time for this shit)
I got time for this bitch (I don't got time for this bitch)
Throwing ones like grow on trees
So when I look down all I see is
look for love in the strip club
Where all the bartenders me big hugs, wait
up, turn around, tssk, girl
Where you you going with that big butt?
Brown sippin' in that big cup
My nigga only rolling big blunts
Chill dude, you are not a guy
Not the one with a gun, guy
My hitters shootin' shit for fun, guy
shot, hit the boy one time
Do not come to Brooklyn that nonsense
I to bag the work in them apartments
Now I get a bag for a
If you want to me, Big Savage who you talk to
While they making disses I'm just making
'Cause if it don't make dollars it make no sense
This is chess, not checkers, the game dude
But I just can't relate 'cause that's lames do
Big brown bone, she look Babe Ruth
She let me hit it out the park like I'm Babe
Then I hit my dougie, ooh I'm pretty
Bring that Hilfiger and I'm jiggy though
Niggas know I'm hot but they envy
Oh well, at least my bitch is me ho
This her favorite song, this her favorite (OOOUUU)
She get in her when they put this on
Oww, the thot call
OOOUUU, shawty got hot sauce
My don't talk, they just pop off
If a thot front, she'll get dropped off
My homie Sav in that Porsche the top off
I'm in that Audi some slippers and some socks on
Doin' 95 to piss a cop off
I pull up to your hood and piss your block off (skrt skrt)
Bitch I got that hot
So NY with Timbs on
And shoutout to the girls who wear sew-ins
Cause it's all about my bitches with the wigs on,
You got no hot sauce
You are not hot, you a
Fuck around boy and get your top off
Hear them hoes, they quick to really pop off
And Redlyfe niggas, yeah they pop off
And you know this the I can bop on
Yeah we bop on, New York bop on 'em
we bop, I'ma bop, I'ma bop on 'em

Yeah we got that hot
But you niggas got no hot
the type of beat I can bop on
I need a thot that can top off
the year that I really get my guap on
And you know the game, I got a lock on
It's M.A, Redlyfe, got that hot sauce
got that hot sauce
Shawty you don't got no hot
Nah, you got no hot sauce
You don't got no hot
Them Redlyfe niggas got that hot