How you your game, baby? You sell hot? I make this game resonate baby, resonate
C'mon I put the ball in balla I it resonate I put the pop in these girls and 'em shake I put the b in the and kept it true No cock blockin' game for you
New star, big cars, some of game with a big cigar Cashmeire, cat fat, six foot standin' on stacks I understand, no plan, you stole my banner, southern lies when you was dumb and broke You had a topknot, joke! It was the shit you No rhythm in your I don't need no bling things to make my swing Your game is runnin' but your motor pings I make it
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You drive a nice truck, show 'em all you're paid But the truth is you're lackin' what you're if you're paper fed Your payins to fuck 'em If you're then can you trust 'em Give her diamonds and a beeper but you keep her She the benefits Go on, girl, that man like a bitch! from the rich, Robin Hood Get it back to your Another rap star slaving to this game he he's saving Cut his legs when shaving cause he bitch made I make it
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I make it Rap's first Yeah, y'all could spell balla, I was ballin', fool Blew 15 large in the 80's,
You work a max scheme, Bought her that Lexus, it in Texas Just like Dada you a mansion in Nevada bleak, your girl got a new physique You got a baby comin', wife naggin, bought a station wagon Aha! Put em on the glass and made ass a balla! Now you got a naggin' and a toddler, ahah! wanna be a playa no more? Mack with your mouth and match your I swing a mean verb, big word, if this game you've heard I gotta it, your appearance shakin' Daddy's lyrics I an OG, I'm an OP, original player gran-D, I signed your wife's booty, remember me?!
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