How you your game, baby? You wanna hot? I this game resonate baby, yeah resonate
C'mon I put the ball in balla I made it I put the pop in girls and made 'em shake I put the b in the game and it true No cock blockin' game for you
New star, big cars, some of this game with a big Cashmeire, cat fat, six foot standin' on stacks I understand, no plan, you my banner, southern 'bama Sellin lies you was dumb and broke You had a topknot, joke! It was the shit you No in your spittin' I don't need no bling things to make my swing game 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 mackin' if you're paper fed Your payins last to 'em If you're then can you trust 'em Give her diamonds and a beeper but you can't her She gets the Go on, girl, treat that man a bitch! from the rich, Robin Hood Get it back to crib Another rap star slaving to this game he claim saving Cut his legs he's shaving cause he bitch made I make it
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I it resonate Rap's first Yeah, before y'all could spell balla, I was ballin', Blew 15 in the 80's, nickrally
You work a max scheme, Bought her Lexus, bought it in Texas Just like bought you a mansion in Nevada Situation bleak, your got a new physique You got a baby comin', wife naggin, a Taurus station wagon Aha! Put em on the glass and your ass a balla! Now you got a naggin' and a toddler, ahah! Don't wanna be a no more? Mack with your mouth and match your I swing a mean verb, big word, some if this game you've I gotta hear it, your appearance shakin' lyrics I an OG, I'm an OP, original player Papi gran-D, I signed your wife's booty, me?!
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