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I woke up in a Bugatti, and it by my Ferrari Took my Rolex and it and stuffed it in my Buggari I got bitch on a Molly, she ride me like a Ducati If head had a college, she would be summa cum laude She treat my dick like a pistol, I treat her like a target I told em "Bandz A Her Dance," I turned my head, that shit charted Black matte Aston Martin, my cost a apartment Lambo ain't come no key, I push a button to start it
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Say Juicy J must know magic, all these invisible I put kush in my and leather seats in my jet I got a gold-plated toilet, my nigga, I'm as shit And I would carry a wallet but all my money fit I the bag in Miami, and Ferragamo'd my bitch A couple of bands for her heels, a of more for her tits Bitch I got and shooters, don't make me pay for the hit wipe your ass off the planet like you ain't never exist
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I'm countin' so much money, dollar all I see I might go buy me a and fly your bitch to my D I got that old school with crocodile on my seat And I still run them wolves, yeah bitch I'm a beast I spent the rack 'fore I knew it, and that was on my feet bitch is stupid as fuck but on that Molly she geek She "It's Christmas in May", I'm 'bout to roll up a wreath And I'm so cold on these hoes but I still carry that
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