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I woke up in a Bugatti, and it by my Ferrari Took my and chopped it and stuffed it in my Buggari I got your bitch on a Molly, she me like a Ducati If giving had a college, she would be summa cum laude She treat my dick like a pistol, I treat her like a target I em "Bandz A Make Her Dance," I turned my head, that shit charted Black matte Aston Martin, my longest cost a ain't come with no key, I push 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 seats in my jet I got a gold-plated toilet, my nigga, I'm as shit And I would a wallet but all my money won't fit I drop the bag in Miami, and 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 your ass off the like you ain't never exist
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I'm countin' so money, dollar 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 them wolves, yeah bitch I'm a beast I spent the 'fore I knew it, and that was just on my feet This bitch is stupid as 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 hoes but I still carry that heat
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