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And these hoes lickin' niggas earrings and shit
Diamonds and
Nigga it up, rock it up, bake it up
That's what homeboys do when tryin' to see somethin'

Nigga it up, warm it up, cut it up
Playboy, won't you help a nigga come and move
Nigga tint it up, rim it up, it up
what Cash Money do when they go and buy somethin'

Nigga spend it up, drink it up, it up
That's the Cash modo, we don't give a motherfuck
Nigga shoot it up, 'em up, snort it up
That's homeboys do when they beefin' or somethin'

Nigga make 'em up, stack it up, it up
That's what playboys do when come up on somethin'
Nigga ice it up, dress it up, it up
what Cash Money do when they lexin' or somethin'

Hoes suck it up, it up, drank it up
That's what hoes be doin' tryin' to up on somethin'

Tell me what
got diamonds that'll bling, blind ya
Tell me what
Nigga wear that'll outshine ya

Tell me what
got diamonds that'll bling, blind ya
Tell me what
Nigga wear Roleys that'll ya

Now, now, Lil' Weezy steppin' on the gas, so smash
I mean to drive fast but I'm in a Jag
Catch me speedin' up the block flossin', my golds
Wit me top ridin' 'til me [unverified] explode

Got a vehicle wit in it
30 thousand Rolex wit Wayne in it
Got a and a truck, 20 on my feets
Plus a house by the that I barely see

Man this the behind the wheel of a Diablo doin' 90
Boltin' my doors up so you can see me shinin'
Tymer, Tymer, you can phase, not hardly
I'm a rider, and I tote K's, can't harm me

I ya block up, ya son amazed, but I'm sorry
It ain't my damn that ya'll never saw a Ferrari
But you can check it, I gon' even much sweat it
I'm headed to the wit 3 G's doin' better

Tell me what
Nigga got that'll bling, blind ya
Tell me kinda
Nigga wear Roleys that'll ya

Tell me what
Nigga got diamonds that'll bling, ya
Tell me kinda
Nigga wear Roleys outshine ya

You could the ugliest broad in yo city
Dress her up and make the ugly duck pretty
Me [unverified] one pimp, playa
From the Himalaya, broads the way I say a [unverified]

super knockout rap
Sittin' in the wit ya bitch in my lap
Now a cap, guess who's comin' to dinner
Captain Weenie wit a Beenie, believe he fin' to

a pickle dead up in yo mouth, work it in and out
If you scream, then scream, if you gon' shout, then shout
Your name be Oh, 'cause the thangs you do
Or that pickle, yeah, dat thang fit you

Ya yuckey don't a dropped star
I it when ya do me in back of the car
a hot heated porno shooter, sex tooter
Barracuda, in the nud-a

Girl, you da reason why my standin' heavy
Fuckin' in the Chevy, house, lake in levy
I want to dedicate song to all the [unverified] and they belly