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Uh-huh,
Never Sprung
Jigga, Roc-a-Fella
Sprung huh?
Yeah, the repertoire
Peoples, feel me on one
Peoples, this
Never Sprung huh? Know my

I love bitches, bitches, shy bitches
Rough bitches, don't you my bitches
Gold diggers ya eyes on my riches
Can't Knock Your for real, exotic bitches
I'm tight, see it all through the platinum french
Frames with the french name in the same
you and your tight friend
Lift your dress like light wind, hah, then I slide right in
You the whole repertoire, U.S. to the U-S-S-R
Sexing in a car
Match wits the best of y'all the rest of y'all
Is vege-tables in my presence, check it
Reminiscing to nothing you ever heard,
Slim baby rims through the suburbs
Funds in lump sums never ends deferred
Get money I'm down South Wednesday the 3rd, it's on

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

scheme on em, Roc-a-Fella got a team on em
Chicks dream on him trick on him
Lose it when dudes think it's music
Lean on em flash on em and diamond rings on em
Sex around the way girls to mida's
I'm every girl gotta have like Levi's
Chiquita, me got more, see I
You can love me or me, either or
I'ma winning, rock the custom drop Bentley's
Never eat at Denny's and like Lil Penny
Can he Trick or main chick but if she leave
Just as quick, give, ha-hah
Now what I look like? Giving a chick my trap
Like she wrote half my raps, yeah, I'm having
You be the same chick when you me
The bankbook and the credit cards and take everything you wit

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

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

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

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I suggest you all with the click, who you wit
Frozen wrists and flows that's sick
More O's than you 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 that's
More O's than you know exist, who you wit

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

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