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I'm the boss of the My is to go get it You getting money in the city, I make yo business my I got on the doe I it Dennis the Menace You goin get with a smile, and get send straight to the dentist Put them coats on the candy I call it the thirst Pop my car in your driveway, you'll I send ya desert Think I cooked up some fruit the way the orange is I'm bout my Excursion my rims done already turnt That means I got on it just call me when y'all want it I turn on Navigation then enter in my opponent like that old Koopa, but look how that boy thrown it That it already throwed if you see that I'm on it Look at the lot I own it, and under I bury ya Got a coffin delivery let me call my And I even heard of ya, my paper is thirtier A living room looking outta Gallery Furniture I will murder a murderer I don't worry worriers I get further and ya plus my whip look perverted, huh Top taking off that naked lady inserted her Sexy on the fender, try'na get my doe like a burglar Believe that I hurt you, you the Beamer is purple The TV screens in the Beamer goin hit the scene like Urkel You gots to keep on falling but I'm a keep on The groupies like bill collectors they just keep on calling With all these woman I feel like 007 Can they just throw car, shut the F up and go get em I leave em stiff as a denim, I em fasho I'm a leave em as a doe, and lay em out like a flo Switch
I up on em with the rag top leaning Hit that button on the dash until it (till it close) The laws try'na pull my thang over But my pistol somewhere by the flow (by the flow) Oh, I'm getting that and you know it And I'll probably go and blow it on some jewels (on jewels) And you know this is true got me confused I won't go I'm nothing like you
Styles Ay, talking bout what you finna do You get the doe then go get the doe I'm a all the way till I'm fifty-fo And spend all my doe on mo Cause I'm way than you dudes And I'm way smoother than you Yes the paint, then yes the I got a new whip I call it Blue's I'm the rapper in the southern region Been the hardest rapper out the You don't wanna be the one to go Cause I ya roll and you know it bro Combo and I some doe You already know I converse And if a try'na take my doe Then I'll break his face my Converse Talk last and then bomb Makaveli I'm having Fetti Money power and cool but you get em all and you out a deli Don't ever beg I feel that is I wear J's I leave that to Nelly You ain't talk trash yet But raise your mind and I'm mad already