Pulled up on some niggas I had to hop out, show em I was really bout money Heard he was talkin, he was talkin, he really want it Im from a place, you want a problem Get it jumpin I mix chronic up with hash up in a joint Im stuffin And jumpin my car, my car, to the floor Im gunnin And Ive been shitting before I could afford the pluming You niggas keep on talking classics, I got more thats Order uh
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Yea I rode em all In all of Walkers in You what, lets get it
Pushing through my city like Im getting on that dough a white girl with me in a 2 seater, white girl full of coke Straight from Memphis 10, no hater gon stop me Juicy J, been paid, got a Phantom in pockets
Im as fuck, cant even see lookin for baby momma, that bitch with me Say Im get her high, she gon fuck for free Makes her much better when she on her knees Put her on the cabbage, I do the baggage Smoking all green, rocking all these karats Ridin round, getting and a bad habit weed disappear, then you believe in magic
Ridin round gettin all day No man Try get some tonight Now the niggas still my phone man Its gon always be cash talk uhm Yep Aint no hoe man talk Im on a chase And you niggas can do shit if you want But uh I got too much money up So, on note Aint gon never stop making I know a lot of niggas be damn still at it Told you There will be cash And hoes, Strip clubs thatll never