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

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

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

What happened to boy
What to that boy
What happened to boy
He was talking
We put a clap into 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 was taking baby steps from an 8th to an O

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

I'm for the flip of that Coke I ener
I'm heavy in the street like the 7 Bimma
Man, hit 'em with the man
Or that 4/5th guaranteed to ya, man

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Another lost, had to make a shirt
my ox blood colored Porsche
The match of course
hit his Timbs, it reminded me of them

Glistenin' on chiller
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 that made fiends
from the dead like Thriller
Gangster,
At night, still time to kiss my mother

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

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

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

Aye, aye, aye, aye
There it is, nigga, there you it
Birdman, Clipse you under-smelt, VA you
Uptown, nigga, we go anywhere with bullshit
We bricks you under-smell

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

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

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