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You we back, right?
Clear the out
Come on it, ha-ha, Star Trak

is haters, I'm doin' deals like the majors
Ice Cream sneakers, I signed my skater
So you can pay and buy yourself some Bapestas
Bulletproof under t-shirts because they us
Do like Snoop say your game up
Double-decker nigga, Meditterane up
D-Class action cuts, tuck your up
Liberace fingers, niggas hit up
Just week, I was out in Aspen
Me and Puff off the plane, both us laughin'
A week before that, I was out in
Italian heart could not get rid of me
Up in crib, me and like ten hoes
Call from the phone, give me that Enzo
I know what your yeah me too
Okay meet Mr. Me Too

Been two years, like I was paddy cruisin'
The streets was yours, you're dunce and kazooin'
I was just assumin' keep the coke movin'
But I got one question, fuck y'all doin'?
Pyrex turned into Cavalli furs
The full cat, when I wave, the kitty purs
All my niggas up, sellin' gray and beige dust
Had money right or end up in the trunk taped up
We don't chase and duck, we raise the bucks
Peel money rolls 'til our thumbs get the paper
retardo, South Beach Gallardo
Teals up, go brr like it's Nardo
Women, if you love me, please let me
Tie rags around your neck and learn the we throw
These are the days of our and I'm sorry to the fans
But the crackers weren't playin' fair at

I know, I know, yeah, you too
Okay we get it, yeap you too
I know, I know, yeah, you too
Okay, everybody Mr. Me Too
I know, I know, yeah, you too
Okay we get it, yeap you too
I know, I know, yeah, you too
Okay, everybody Mr. Me Too

I know what you thinkin' why I call you Me
everythin' I say, I got you sayin' me too
I say I got a Benz, so you me too
You hangin' out the window so can see you
But you ain't out the window
When you in that G2 or that G3 or G4 we do
Trak, Clipse, Malice, come on

Wanna know the time? clock us
Niggas bite the style from the to the watches
We cloud hoppers, tailored suits we mobsters
Break down keys into dimes and them like Gobstoppers
Who gon' us
Not a one of you
Mean with the Re-Up, nigga we street
Ivory white, yeah the same color
Of the Azure nigga, best believe the Mulliner
Take no prisoners, rap are whisperers
Choke on your own spit just as as you mention us
Champagne corks, by Louis sports and
Keep my in Pucc' and Charles Jourdan
Cop it, chrome it, touch-screen
Mink on the floor, make you hot, it?
You don't wanna know the fuck I spent on it
Tomorrow ain't so we live for the moment

I know, I know, yeah, you too
Okay we get it, yeap you too
I know, I know, yeah, you too
Okay, everybody Mr. Me Too
I know, I know, yeah, you too
Okay we get it, yeap you too
I know, I know, yeah, you too
Okay, meet Mr. Me Too