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Poof! go the car
Poof! There go the
Poof! A hundred mil, Copperfield
David Copperfield, David

Poof! go the car
Poof! There go the
Poof! A hundred mil, Copperfield
Copperfield, David Copperfield

Could you knock ho, could you blame that bitch?
Cause she wanna roll with a real like me that's gon' slang that dick
Like to a fiend, fuck throat on the lean
low on the Perc, now that ho on a bean
Still money these hoes
Got YSL on my
And drip on my sneakers
Nigga, you hating on me, she
And I ain't fuck girl she rode
My she drove
Did everything that she to
I my camera out and she posed
And I was like, got
Drop that, pop
Got the top on the drop back, I'm back
And the Glock at where the crotch at, I'm
All the rocks at where the watch at, stop
Could you cop Not that
I'm light the mob at, dime sack I'm catching on contact
Got racks, niggas ain't 'bout that, 'bout that life!

Poof! go the car
Poof! go the crib
Poof! A mil, David Copperfield
Copperfield, David Copperfield

Poof! go the car
Poof! There go the
Poof! A hundred mil, Copperfield
David Copperfield, David

Poof! Nigga fuck life
Fuck your and fuck your wife (Fuck 'em!)
Got two bad with a nigga
And you know they gon' all night (Right)
And I rock hard
rich game pride
I'll up on whores and I'm sitting on fours, in a big boy drop
big boy shots, all clear stones in my big boy watch
All long, got the strip on lock
Everytime we in bitch, man, shit gon' pop
My hip on Glock, your hip on
My got racks, y'all niggas be fronting
Red Cartier, redbone
Red bottoms on her, long as shit (Hold up)
Yellow Ro', yellow bone ho
And bottles of Spades, nigga
Whole self made, nigga

Poof! go the car
Poof! go the crib
Poof! A hundred mil, David
Copperfield, David Copperfield

Poof! go the car
Poof! There go the
Poof! A mil, David Copperfield
Copperfield, David Copperfield