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I up in a Bugatti, and parked it by my Ferrari Took my Rolex and chopped it and 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 a pistol, I treat her face like a target I told em "Bandz A Make Her Dance," I turned my head, that shit matte Aston Martin, my longest cost a apartment Lambo ain't with 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 lungs and leather 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 bands for her heels, a couple of for her tits Bitch I got money and shooters, don't 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 might go buy me a and fly your bitch to my D I got that old school Chevy with on my seat And I still run with them wolves, bitch I'm a beast I spent the rack I knew it, and that was just on my feet This is stupid as fuck but on that Molly she geek She like "It's Christmas in May", I'm to roll up a wreath And I'm so cold on these but I still carry that heat
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