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Welcome to the
Where you deposit Young Money, and you get Cash
I'm Tunechi, the
And live from the vault, is Busta

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo
Swag mania, pop that most
Carry the most beautiful
us, happily toast
Keep the close
Gross want me, give a dose
Got ODing, leaning in each coast
Scenery froze, notes, Rock Rolls
that fit in Chanel Minks in the winter
Who with us?
We coming to give them the shivers, watery flows, like rivers
the street, hoping niggas' swimming is moving gorillas
King Kongs, Godzillas we roll up
Seat niggas, get up when we show up

Uh,
Please throw up
Hold your liquor, up
If you robbing niggas, we going to show you how to up
your lucky stars, it's the Rap Czar, tuck your shit in
My niggas bite like Rin Tin Tin, my
You never win, model thin, walking crack in shin
She gives in every time I spin
Square up, bow to the kings of the hall
We on, talk shit while we ball
So what's cracking with

Made in New York, and the slick thieves of the order [?]
Call the reporter, stepping like the walkers
swag flu and see the influence, see how we do it
Get them it steadily. God, I'm stupid, so undisputed
Act fool, tool, until they pop off
Police crowd up the street, blocking off, locking them off
Got these niggas wilding I signal my soldiers
Posting it up, maintaining composure, on the sofa
Thirty bottles, twenty waitresses, them over
See how we light up shit, nigga, the promoter
And tell nigga bring the bag, better hurry up with it
And count the up proper, cause you can get it

It good, don't it?
It good, don't it?
Hey, I to let yall know
Hey, hey
I want to let yall
This
And you to Q-Tip

Set them up, stiletto up, up and let's go
Good times, only difference, making your dough
Chatter is up, peep the way we it up
On top of the mountain, folding the up
You dead and done rip up your paper, cause your is none
on the strengths of the page, whether chopper or gauge [?]
You're just a single, cause you wouldn't
Turnt up with the on the cup, you keep the goggles[?] with us

See how we sometimes man forget cuff, beat him the head
Boop-be-de-de-boff,
Beat him in the again, "stop killing me, Wolf!"
Whop!
Beat a nigga he drop, piggity-poof!
Oxy in me
He want no problem with niggas
Fuck it, let's get to drinking, our livers
Dammit, we sinners when me and are together, see we deliver
She got me it, fucking on all my fingers, dammit we winners
Pillaging this rap shit, homie, know
Kill until it's time for me to go
That's when I it with a blow
And then I black and get a little bit
The is bleeding, you should take it from me!

Incredibly we do it, and it resonates the
I tune it, YouTube it, it could ever be refuted
It's gnarly for niggas and naughty for
and ballerinas
Ballers and
Blatant non-believers and
Kicking it in Adidas
Drink in liters
All of you must reconcile a
begging to eat us, and her man's attitude defeated
But never a scandal, because me and Busta came to handle, we

Not to mention, we're
Second, he need medicine
I black[?] as he get off my premises
Better fly, you pelican, ass niggas
But then again, you need a suit for your measurements
See me doing it
It's never getting no than this
Giving your shit to convince a better
Watch me turn them to
See how I come and out the betterness?
Time is it and I rep the foreverness
Flying, Emirates - sized private plane, that kind of etiquette
Purchasing diamonds, handle them
Now you need you a ref
You peep us regulating, see we all in this bitch like we ain't never left