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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm for the flip of that Coke I ener
I'm heavy in the street 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
will hit ya just to make a statement, bitch
Clipse and Cash Money, who ain't
compare me to you, nigga, you ain't this, woh

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

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

Shit one, Dro one, nigga, flood the
If I don't go to jail, niggas, birds gone
Nigga on the toilet, bitch, get off the pot
The bird just landed so the hood rot

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

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

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

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

Another soul lost, had to make a
Match my ox blood Porsche
The match of course
Blood hit his Timbs, it me of them

wrist on chiller
Gun in the same palm of killer
I put on my Lord
My niece was 4 when she felt

I the shore for that shit that made fiends
Rise the dead like Thriller
Gangster,
At night, still found to kiss my mother

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

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

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

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

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

Hey nigga, I somethin'
Coke'll plastic, bitch, you know?
Get money,
However you want, it you can get it,
From to blood

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