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I'm the boss of the My is to go get it You money in the city, I make yo business my business I got on the doe I call it Dennis the You goin get greet with a smile, and get send straight to the Put them coats on the candy I call it quenchin the Pop my car in your driveway, you'll think I send ya I cooked up some fruit the way the orange is burnt I'm talking bout my Excursion my rims done turnt means I got miles on it just call me when y'all want it I turn on that Navigation then enter in my like that old Koopa, but look how that boy thrown it That mean it already if you see that I'm on it Look at the lot I own it, and under that I ya Got a coffin delivery let me call my And I ain't even heard of ya, my paper is A living room looking striaght Gallery Furniture I will murder a murderer I don't with worriers I get further and further ya plus my look perverted, huh Top taking off with naked lady inserted her Sexy on the fender, try'na get my doe like a burglar Believe that I hurt you, you know the Beamer is The TV screens in the Beamer goin hit the scene like Urkel You gots to on falling but I'm a keep on ballin' The groupies like bill collectors cause they just keep on With all these woman I feel like 007 Can they just throw car, shut the F up and go get em I leave em as a denim, I decorate 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 it close (till it close) The try'na pull my candy thang over But my pistol hitting by the flow (by the flow) Oh, I'm getting that and you know it And I'll probably go and blow it on jewels (on some jewels) And you know this is true got me confused I go broke I'm nothing like you
Styles Ay, stop talking bout you finna do You get the doe then go get the doe I'm a all the way till I'm fifty-fo And all my doe on gettin mo Cause I'm way than you dudes And I'm way smoother than you Yes the paint, yes the shoes I got a new whip I call it Blue's I'm the baddest in the southern region Been the hardest rapper out the You don't wanna be the one to go I slow ya roll and you know it bro Combo and I some doe You already I don't converse And if a hater take my doe Then I'll his face with my Converse Talk last and bomb first Like Makaveli I'm Fetti Money power and fame cool but you get em all and you out a Don't beg I feel that is petty I don't wear J's I that to Nelly You ain't even talk yet But I'll raise your and I'm mad already