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