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Aye, aye, aye, ya
Tot' 'em up, light it up,
Birdman,

Clipse, VA, NO, nigga, you smelt?
leave plastic, boy
[Incomprehensible] motherfucker
Come on little'n handle your for me boy

What to that boy
What happened to boy
What happened to boy
He was talking
We put a into that boy

happened to that boy
What to that boy
What happened to boy
He was shit
We put a clap into boy

I he snitchin' on a player, man, say it ain't so
Even as a young'n consigned me to blow
Witches why I'm worth my weight in gold
While was taking baby steps from an 8th to an O

Word in the streets that can as me
Enough ice on that watch to make a lose sleep
Magnified face help the see clearly
9 on the waist hit the up severely

I'm known for the flip of that I ener
I'm in the street like the 7 series Bimma
Man, hit 'em the Nina man
Or 4/5th guaranteed to lean ya, man

Oh, I'm the that your block is vacant
Malicious will hit ya just to make a statement,
Clipse and Money, who ain't rich?
Don't compare me to you, nigga, you this, woh

What happened to boy
happened to that boy
What to that boy
He was shit
We put a into that boy

What to that boy
What to that boy
happened to that boy
He was shit
We put a clap that boy

and Patty Cake, the worldwide Pusha
Birdman, nigga, leave the in the busher
shittin' up bricks unload 'em to Gucci
Boss of the ghetto, the round shape cookie

Shit one, Dro one, nigga, the block
If I go to jail, niggas, birds gone flop
Nigga on the toilet, bitch, get off the pot
The bird landed so the hood gon' rot

New whips, big chips, the Prada, Gucci
But, mami, you fly Benz, the wide skinny
She takes my flight, she holds my
While the po-po staked out from to state

It ain't nuttin' to a baby
Pay the cars, big money, weight, Birdman, hood boss
steppin' on my line, I'll show a little somethin'
They callin' you don't come out the black crow'll touch ya

What happened to boy
happened to that boy
What to that boy
He was shit
We put a clap into boy

What happened to boy
What happened to boy
happened to that boy
He was shit
We put a clap that boy

Another soul lost, had to a shirt
Match my ox colored Porsche
The rims of course
Blood hit his Timbs, it reminded me of

Glistenin' wrist on
Gun in the same palm of gorgeous
I put this on my
My was 4 when she felt chinchilla

I past the shore for that shit that made
Rise from the dead like
Gangster,
At night, still found time to kiss my

Live I'm dreamin', kick my feet up
Gun my waist remind me of my demon
So quite ya yappin' fore I get to
And have your parts mix and matching fella

What to that boy
What happened to boy
What to that boy
He was talking
We put a clap into boy

What happened to boy
What to that boy
What to that boy
He was shit
We put a clap into boy

Aye, aye, aye, aye
it is, nigga, there you have it
Birdman, you under-smelt, VA you know?
Uptown, nigga, we go anywhere with bullshit
We flip you under-smell

Aye nigga, put puzzle together
Aye Pharrell, you did this
1000 puzzles, 100, you know?
get this money

Hey nigga, I smell
leave plastic, bitch, you know?
Get money,
However you want, it you can get it,
From to blood

Nigga, take it how you want it,
We did it how we
Ain't but the thug thing, nigga
thing, mother