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Every time I stop, hoes look at him
Every car I drive, niggas one of them
pointin', they pointin'
They like
They pointin', pointin'
They damn

Every time I stop, like look at him
Every car I drive, niggas want one of
pointin', they pointin'
They damn
They pointin', they
like damn

Like Ricky Ross, everyday I'm
off weight (like who?) Jennifer Hudson
Pack a hammer,
Shooter,
Slide through batches I'm hecka rich
Breakin' necks, turnin' heads like the
Thumbs up the like button
good, no rib touchin'
Runnin' a bundle, never fumble
Countin' so much I got Carpal tunnel
Stock paint (from where?)
Beige, like a
They hate me on the outside, me in the inside
Suck me in the back seat I let a friend drive
Half a two stacks, half a unit 10-5
I stay out here by Sully so you a hustler been fly

time I stop, hoes like look at him
Every car I drive, niggas one of them
They pointin', pointin'
like damn
They pointin', pointin'
They like

Every time I stop, like look at him
Every car I drive, niggas want one of
pointin', they pointin'
They damn
pointin', they pointin'
They like

My pockets some'n serious, on a hilly
that nigga got more cheese than a philly
Shoelace tied but a nigga trippin'
I'm Richie high, I'm dancin' on the ceiling
Never marry a hoes, I marry checks
That's how you stay on top, sex
business, know you heard of that
I got the town talkin, you scurred of that
None less ten figures, you know what I'm worth
sales, show money, not including merch'
Club full of bitches, full of Franks
Blunt full of weed, cup of drank
Me going raw dog, ain't no way in
Before I risk my it be a cold day in hell
But bitch it off, here we go show and tell
And I'm fuckin' that pussy like I'm fresh out of

Every time I stop, hoes look at him
Every car I drive, niggas one of them
pointin', they pointin'
They damn
They pointin', they
They damn

time I stop, hoes like look at him
Every car I drive, want one of them
They pointin', they
like damn
They pointin', pointin'
They damn

Parallel while I'm ghost riding
Black diamonds man I'm profiling
I'm so fly man I a co-pilot
So I might let your ho drive it
Lil' hair pullin' man I rough sex
Dropped out, I ain't passed a drug test
You know my baby let's mingle
So I got a thousand dollars worth of
I got in the cargo of my camels
Still, won't give her Nathaniel
Life a gamble so I had to a bet
These ain't Air Max but a check
They took me out the but it's still in me
I sellin' work since we had Bill Clinton
I'm the of the streets so they still listen
On the back of the carton, ceiling missing

Every time I stop, hoes like at him
Every car I drive, niggas want one of
They pointin', they
like damn
They pointin', pointin'
They damn

Every time I stop, hoes like at him
Every car I drive, want one of them
pointin', they pointin'
They damn
pointin', they pointin'
They damn