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

Pull up to the club with a on me (that Henny)
I'm already
Got voicemails, I just left the brib
And my bitch, she tripping
Blu rolled 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, groupies wait
I'm in zone, I'm in another zone
My girl getting on my nerves, I ain't home
Ain't got time for shit (I don't got time for this shit)
I ain't got time for bitch (I don't got time for this bitch)
Throwing ones like money on trees
So when I look down all I see is
Never look for in the strip club
Where all the bartenders give me big hugs,
up, turn around, tssk, girl
Where you think you going with big butt?
Brown water in that big cup
My nigga Bottle only rolling big
Chill dude, you are not a guy
Not the one with a gun, guy
My hitters shootin' shit for fun, guy
Head shot, hit the boy one
Do not come to Brooklyn that nonsense
I used to bag the work in them
Now I get a bag for a
If you to book me, Big Savage who you talk to
While making disses I'm just making hits
if it don't make dollars it don't make no sense
This is chess, not checkers, learn the game
But I just can't relate that's what lames do
Big brown bone, she look Babe Ruth
She let me hit it out the park I'm Babe Ruth
Then I hit my dougie, ooh I'm though
Bring that back and I'm jiggy though
Niggas know I'm hot but envy though
Oh well, at least my is with me ho
This her favorite song, this her song (OOOUUU)
She get in her Birk when they put on
Oww, that's the call
OOOUUU, shawty got hot sauce
My guys don't talk, just pop off
If a tryna front, she'll get dropped off
My homie Sav in that with the top off
I'm in that Audi some slippers and some socks on
95 just to piss a cop off
Then I pull up to your hood and piss your off (skrt skrt)
Bitch I got that hot
So NY with Timbs on
And shoutout to the girls who don't wear
Cause it's all about my bitches with the wigs on,
You got no hot sauce
You are not hot, you a
Fuck boy and get your top knocked off
Hear them hoes, yeah they quick to pop off
And them Redlyfe niggas, they pop off
And you this the beat I can bop on
we bop on, New York City bop on 'em
Yeah we bop, I'ma bop, 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 quick thot can top off
the year that I really get my guap on
And you the whole game, I got a lock on
It's Young M.A, Redlyfe, got hot sauce
Redlyfe got hot sauce
Shawty you don't got no hot
Nah, you got no hot sauce
You don't got no hot
Them niggas got that hot sauce