How you like your game, You wanna sell I make this game resonate baby, yeah
C'mon I put the in balla I made it resonate I put the pop in girls and made 'em shake I put the b in the game and kept it No cock blockin' this for you
New star, big cars, of this game with a big cigar Cashmeire, cat fat, six foot broads standin' on I understand, no plan, you my banner, southern 'bama 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 things to make my game swing Your game is tight but your motor pings I make it
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You drive a truck, Escallade Gotta 'em all you're paid But the truth is you're lackin' what mackin' if you're paper fed payins last to fuck 'em If you're then can you trust 'em Give her and a beeper but you can't keep her She the benefits Go on, girl, that man like a bitch! Takin' the rich, Robin Hood Get it back to crib Another rap slaving to this game he claim he's saving Cut his legs when he's shaving cause he made I it resonate
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I it resonate Rap's first Yeah, y'all could spell balla, I was ballin', fool 15 large in the 80's, nickrally
You a max scheme, clean her that Lexus, bought it in Texas Just Dada bought you a mansion in Nevada Situation bleak, girl got a new physique You got a baby comin', wife naggin, bought a Taurus wagon Aha! Put em on the and made your ass a balla! Now you got a naggin' and a toddler, ahah! Don't be a playa no more? Mack with your mouth and your dollas I swing a mean verb, big word, some if this game heard I gotta hear it, appearance shakin' Daddy's lyrics I ain't an OG, I'm an OP, player Papi gran-D, I your wife's booty, remember me?!
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