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I up in a Bugatti, and parked it by my Ferrari Took my and chopped it and stuffed it in my Buggari I got your on a Molly, she ride me like a Ducati If giving head had a college, she be summa cum laude She treat my dick like a pistol, I treat her face a target I told em "Bandz A Her Dance," I turned my head, that shit charted Black matte Aston Martin, my longest cost a Lambo ain't come with no key, I push a to start it
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Say J must know magic, all these invisible sets I put kush in my lungs and seats in my jet I got a gold-plated toilet, my nigga, I'm as shit And I carry a wallet but all my money won't fit I drop the bag in Miami, and Ferragamo'd my A of bands 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 your ass off the planet like you ain't exist
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I'm so much money, dollar signs all I see I might go buy me a island and fly 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 This bitch is stupid as fuck but on Molly she geek She like "It's Christmas in May", I'm 'bout to up a wreath And I'm so cold on hoes but I still carry that heat
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