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Say Juicy J must know magic, all these invisible 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 a wallet but all my money won't fit I drop the bag in Miami, and my bitch A couple of bands for her heels, a couple of more for her I got money and shooters, don't make me pay for the hit They wipe your ass off the like you ain't never exist
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I'm countin' so much money, signs all I see I might go buy me a island and fly bitch to my D I got old school Chevy 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 is stupid as fuck but on that Molly she geek She like "It's in May", I'm 'bout to roll up a wreath And I'm so cold on these but I still carry that heat
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