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Ooh-in,
F O X nigga, Made Men, it's official gangsta'
Trackmasters, right, what you know about this?
B.K., yeah, woo

While you hoes play rich, I'm a made
It's funny, how you bitches forget who the bitch?
Filthy rich and I don't hate, I throw on some Sean John shit
Ears all rocking, ankle

Fox to cocky, nigga, know your
Nigga fuck this til I cop a case
no dudes in this shit, I'm a classy bitch
A niggas and my dot six shits
Before I run through Prada and skate the district

Niggas wanna see me on some flip shit
Cop my biscuit on fuck-a-do shit
Niggas forgot that I'm a BK bitch
And it gets no iller this, cocksucker

Is it the rocks on my that got you amazed?
Or the cars that I whip got you dazed?
Or the way I be lookin' when I rock my
And of y'all know, my niggas amazed

So fuck what you heard, simple and plain
cock back shit to shock your brain
Can't stop 'til I lock this game
Won't hold back, I lots of fame

this
Who the fuck, niggas think are?
F O X Y niggas car
Niggas got to me at the bar
a bitch to burp off while I'm sliding off

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Who the fuck chicks think they
M A D E bitches cars
better meet us at the bar
We ain't gon shop, its on and pop

Y'all niggas kill me to bang on wax
Fake gangstas, my shit bang on
And before you know it, dude, I be your act
You not a real thug, I mean, she me that

And don't get it twisted 'cause I the gat
Don't try and risk it, I hold it back
Me, Benzino, kill you a bitch?
What? that

this
Who the fuck, niggas think they
F O X Y pull car
got to meet me at the bar
Take a bitch to burp off I'm sliding off

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Who the fuck chicks think they
M A D E pulls bitches
Hookas meet us at the bar
We gon shop, unless its on and pop