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Knock Knock cudi open up dis Gotta kush pack And some henni we sip a couple dolla's on Give a to bitch But im wit a couple Who they really wanna get Aquainted with some Who, ain't the average They wanna see why All girlfriends be wanting pictures I be flyer then a navs Worth a hundred stacks I ain't gonna shoppin i hit a hundred sacks Although that's a I even gotta mint chain Candy old Put you nigga's in Slabbed deeped up Tool in the I'm a young fresh fly Fool wit some
Ayyy, what it do my I'm life dawg what about you And i ain't gatta tell a lie My swag, my steez gatta sky high So I'm, watchin my From the shoes on the Be if a nigga aint high to the roof tight get it right homey more or less Gatta thank god I'm
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Oh I rearrange faces I drop, I'm duper cudi, paint the rag top Can't nobody even I'm sippin when I lean gimme to my fans, I'm country I decease Pleaseee, I stay up on my so to come up Gatta look the superstar, no stunnas I'ma say some shit that you think I lost my mind I'm the only nigga that could watch the sun and don't go She as she wannabe But she wanna check and popping pictures, Like the hoes was working the law Back and shaker pictures, play me to the left Now I pick the that I want, And my niggas what is left I don't kno if the name or the bake on bottoms Keep on sleep them 501's You knock em Use ta the honda with the 30 day tags That was in the NOW I'm throw em on the JAG
Ayyy, what it do my I'm livin life dawg about you And ine even gatta a lie My swag, my steez gatta nigga sky So I'm, watchin my From the shoes on the Be if a nigga aint high to the roof Pimp tight get it right homey or less Gatta god I'm fresh