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Uh-huh,
Never Sprung
Jigga, y'all
Never Sprung
Yeah, the repertoire
Peoples, feel me on one
Peoples, feel
Never huh? Know my style

I love bitches, bitches, shy bitches
Rough bitches, matter you my bitches
Gold with ya eyes on my riches
Can't Knock Hustle for real, exotic bitches
I'm game tight, see it all through the platinum
Frames with the name in the same night
Pull you and tight friend
your little dress like light wind, hah, then I slide right in
You know the repertoire, U.S. to the U-S-S-R
in a Lexus car
Match wits with the best of the rest of y'all
Is like vege-tables in my presence, it
Reminiscing to nothing you ever heard,
Slim baby ride rims through the
come in lump sums never ends deferred
Get money like I'm down South Wednesday the 3rd, on

Dough to get, shows to rip
I suggest you all with the click, who you wit
wrists and it's flows that's sick
More O's than you exist, bitch who you wit

Can't scheme on em, Roc-a-Fella got a on em
dream on him trick cream on him
Lose it when think it's just music
Lean on em flash on em and diamond rings on em
Sex around the way down to mida's
I'm something every girl gotta like Levi's
Chiquita, me got more, see I
You can love me or me, either or
I'ma stay winning, rock the custom drop
Never eat at Denny's and like Lil Penny
Can he live? Trick or main but if she leave
as quick, Indian give, ha-hah
Now what I look like? Giving a chick my trap
she wrote half my raps, yeah, I'm having that
You be the same chick you leave me
The bankbook and the credit cards and take everything you wit

to get, more shows to rip
I you all roll with the click, who you wit
Frozen wrists and flows that's sick
More O's you know exist, bitch who you wit

Here's something niggas find, not at all funny
We all ya bitches, taking all ya money
Jay-Z A.G. baby that's All Good
I sink ball in your hole, I'm Tiger Woods
If the was the grass and your ass was tee
When I hit it with this club you coming with me
Grip you right up under your ass, put your back on the
Kinda tipsy, triple, so I'm fucking ya all
You remind me of this I had the night before
I'm kinda hoping the condom to have a reason to go raw
I'm playing, hit the showers, hit the money
Where all the models and big money is dropped
the top, let her feel the moonlight it entranced her
She jumped all in my seat some private dancer
I tell you new, if you don't hop down off that
soft shit with your shoes, I'ma step on the gas
She laughed, put her ass back in the proper
She said, 'I my cards right and look I got the ace'
I told her... 'Slow down
You dealin with a baller, who, hold ground it's on

to get, more shows to rip
I suggest you all with the click, who you wit
Frozen wrists and it's that's sick
O's than you know exist, bitch who you wit

Dough to get, more to rip
I you all roll with the click, who you wit
Frozen wrists and it's flows sick
More O's than you know exist, who you wit

Dough to get, more to rip
I you all roll with the click, who you wit
Frozen wrists and it's flows sick
More O's than you exist, bitch who you wit

Bitch!
Jigga, shit, next millenia
Recognize, realize, on
Roc the block

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