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[Verse 1: Lil
Big body on brabas, that's all I
Big shotties in the closet, all I wore
Screaming "money power"
Quote,
And if the bread get too low, kidnap Doe (hold up)
I just fucked your bitch in some Young Money flops
I'm smoking on that loud and you can hear a pin (hold up)
I just kissed my bitch and I codeine in her mouth (yeah)
in my money, I smell chlorine when I count
Get 'em
Skating and mating, I'm spinning like
I'm like Peyton, I'm Christian like Laettner
I'm putting straightener, into all of these Satans I'm
Wilder than Nathan, on David
I'm quietly waiting I'm to be patient but
They me to wait for Simon to say it but
I am to pay up, talk to my agent or
talk about you to your congregation
Man, no conversation or
No affiliation by
I need confirmation for my
Or we make a corpse out of corporation
I need my donation, drugs in rotation
That AK gon' sound like a ovation
They your facial your bandana rosacia
I'm all about numbers, comparisons,
Collateral, collateral. Xanax and adderal got me
Me and your bitch compatible, go together a parachute and a "geronimo"
dick is mechanical, but he get too casual up in the vaginal
I pop a viagra, she hop like a kangaroo, like a snaggle-tooth
I ain't got time for no when I am not human, or you men, I'm booming
I'm fucking her, fucking her roomie. I'm platinum aluminum
I'm shrooming, a that lasts well I'm assuming
My vision is gloomy, but it I zoom in
And now I see movement, and I'd like to thank all her that school me
But I still might shoot up my reuinion
I'm sipping that Houston like communion
Focus on weed, bright as a
I'm walking around America like I'm the king, king of Zamunda
Been hanging around with my shooters when you was still hanging out Mr Cooper
Which one of you niggas want beef? I'm putting your name the chalupa
Money since the Mayans, thugging since the
Cystic simplifying, higher than
off the diet, eat the whole safari
Pop a coca body, keep it soft and
Watch the tower
Find a counter, knock on it twice an count 'em
Competition, 'em
chowder
Watch the shower
Optimistic
Commom ain't common
Top position scholar, so far from the
They can't me holler
All i say is our, all i say is our, our
My lil bae a model, pussy like cobbler
me A-salaam Alaykum bottle
What more can I say it, Pray about it
I just race the rari' left it way behind me, the mileage
Loud ass diamonds
I think they the loudest, waking
Break a face or promise, me steak lasagna
Hate your honor still my mama's baby, and my mamas
They some riders, deflate them tires
I'm still chasing
I made Big tymers
And i'm still taking time to it timeless
Dedication problems, shit
Ay yeah, yeahhh..

[Skit: Lil
The nicest thing the fans can say to me when they approach me on the street is any Fcking thing. True, anything real. You know what i mean, that's the nicest thing. I mean like, even if its cliche. Cliche i'm not gonna still tell that chiche is straight from your heart and that's all you could say when you saw me or if you meant it, like even if its that, like i said if its real. You know why? Cause sometimes people can say things that so real to them that they don't really know that some of the things they are saying isn't official. But you know, things i mean like example: you might walk up on somebody, I might walk up on somebody on the street and they might, they might... shout out the valet from today, might shout out the valet from yesterday, before you open the door of my car, you're looking in my eyes, you're a young cat, you look me in the eyes an you say ahh, his english wasn't all that, he said: I really like the new album, I really like the new project
And i said to him like thank you man, he meant that. Cause he looked me in my eyes and he even opened my door before he said it, you know what i mean I was like dmn when i got in the car i was like dmn its not a project. You know i don't even consider that dmn shit not an album just a mix tape, but to him thing was real could be a project not an album
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