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Yeah, I'm on a
Daddy to scoop in the Caddy
Go Ms. Gladius, B to A to B Y, biatch
so fly an' somethin' so slick

24's, 28's, got to be
never, nigga, whatever
It's the New Orlean's finest,
I'm a worldwide rider with that Gucci an' shit

Look like I got to my Prada
Get a few dollars, holla at a
Nigga, if it ain't money, it can't me
I'm from the neck, wrists, finger an' teeth

an' I'm so ooh
Get outta line, watch me my 2
I ran out the house an' I ran in the
Them people was comin', "Hands up", ya me?

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I'm the of the nest, the shark of the sea
Hungry dog on the that's tryin' to eat
move me 'cause I be who I be
The rider, the home CMB

I get what I want, when I want I have it
Lexus, Bentley an' the Jag, average
got married but I'm lovin' Ms. Gladius
Bird in that brand new Caddy

I'm a boss, nigga, less, two boats, no cost, nigga
Fly, nigga, hold your hearts,
That Daddy told me, Mommy told me
my grounds, be a man, homie

No quarters, no with them wholes thang
Fuck it, pitch in, nigga an' don't fuck them chickens, man
Flip whatever cars, rims an' bucks
Live this life you don't give a fuck, nigga

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Do donut, swing an' come around the corner
Change feathers twice, come back the homies
That fly shit, Prada an' Gucci sheets
to the floor with swine on her feets

Bezel that with the 9 on the seats
An' that's snow or white mink on me
See, I'm hustlin' leathers, I'm chasin'
That's bitch, it gets no better

With the wide D lips, with the custom
An' I like a dawg, hood rich forever
See I'm iced all up with that chrome
Fully with the Coogi sweater

But it's the Birdman Daddy, I run with the game
Birds got to have it with my birdy
But the big thangs on that big range, stop an' goes
26's, 28's, it's the

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