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I'm in my 7 deExplainuce with the slappin' bat
With the slappin' bat, with the bat
I got that rag top Impala with the French blue
With the French blue pack, that French blue

I got that rag top Impala the French blue back
Could you loan me a dollar? Bitch, I do that
Got a flight in an hour, got my bags all
Bring it in for the huddle a and 50 bags pow
Want me to take ya to the and throw it on the ground?
Instead I can't get by, fin this you double girl
I'm back up in this, you pussy in trouble now
Shake, what you gon shake the city? Clearly you are from town
I made my catch your paper on the turf
yaper like a Laker, hit exactly where it hurts
Better put that shit in reverse, you might cross over the
The king of the castle swingin' screamin' "off with heads! "
Round up and raggel your
Mad they given aside shit
it, we keep it, we mack it
Don't 'em nigga, happenin'?
What is it? get 'em cracking
Millions and reactin'
Focused, no distracted
Put it down, let's see you mack

I'm a rich ass (you's a bitch ass nigga)
I'm a rich ass (you's a bitch ass nigga)
I'm a rich ass nigga (you's a ass nigga)
I'm a ass nigga (you's a bitch ass nigga)
Stacking money to the ceiling, getting all day
All day all day all day all day
If you ain't get it, better get up out the word
Out the word out the word out the word out the

They walk and they sleep and drash
Now the on fire, let the motherfucker burn
The farm once you came here it was my turn
Everybody up in here
Prouder than a hippie, fuckin' hella
Everybody tipsy, hyper tripy
My real brisky icy
man niggas don't like me
'Cause wife want me to pichy
But only since
Body body boom
I'll be
Me and a few of my
Alcohol
When I raisin' the grip, these fin niggas
to hit you in the head
Better astroclickers
ain't playin' and it's really with this shit
Ballin' like
I shoot a pimp, say it stalvin
All I is money countin'
Thousands on thousands on
Relentless, put the
Look player, no jawsin'
All my allowance
And the money countin' countin'
Sheesh but bitch I'm heavy off in streets
UFC front
No man, we feast

Let's get whatever you drinkin' and it by the case
Then let me pound on your and knock it out of place
I wanna hook you and book you, hedges the face
While we in the destination for motivation, ace
Separate from 50's
it up, bring it all with me
Call it an hit me
I'm open, forget me
shit punchin' approachin' 160
I'm crawling Pauline LeBailey, bouncing around the city
you feelin' shitty
It's 25 to for this pushin'
And spike off did anybody hit by a
the rest of your life in a diper or chill the fuck out
Oh you can walk? Better keep or they could carry you out
is the end of the drought, homies is bouncing around me
Too many 0's to count, I let these women me
Jump off their clothes to give
But then never confine me
unholy amounts
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