How you your game, baby? You wanna hot? I make this resonate baby, yeah resonate
C'mon I put the in balla I made it resonate I put the pop in these girls and made 'em I put the b in the and kept it true No blockin' this game for you
New star, big cars, some of this game with a big Cashmeire, cat fat, six foot broads 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 you spoke No rhythm in your I don't need no things to make my game swing Your is runnin' tight but your motor pings I make it
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You drive a nice truck, Gotta 'em all you're paid But the truth is you're lackin' what you're mackin' if you're fed Your payins last to 'em If you're broke can you trust 'em her diamonds and a beeper but you can't keep her She gets the Go on, girl, that man like a bitch! Takin' from the rich, Robin Get it back to your Another rap star slaving to this game he claim he's Cut his legs when he's shaving cause he made I make it
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I make it first super-balla 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 bought you a in Nevada Situation bleak, your girl got a new You got a baby comin', wife naggin, bought a Taurus wagon Aha! Put em on the glass and made ass a balla! Now you got a wifey and a toddler, ahah! Don't be a playa no more? Mack with your mouth and match dollas I swing a mean verb, big word, some if this game heard I gotta it, your appearance shakin' Daddy's lyrics I ain't an OG, I'm an OP, player Papi gran-D, I signed your wife's booty, me?!
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