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

I love bitches, thug bitches, shy
Rough bitches, don't matter you my
Gold with ya eyes on my riches
Can't Knock Your Hustle for real, bitches
I'm game tight, see it all through the platinum
Frames with the french name in the same
Pull you and your tight
Lift your little dress 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 with the best of y'all the rest of
Is like vege-tables in my presence, it
Reminiscing to nothing you ever heard,
Slim baby ride through the suburbs
Funds come in lump never ends deferred
Get money like I'm South Wednesday the 3rd, it's on

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

Can't scheme on em, got a team on em
Chicks 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 girls to mida's
I'm something every gotta have like Levi's
Chiquita, me got more, see I
You can love me or hate me, or
I'ma stay winning, rock the custom drop
Never eat at and party like Lil Penny
Can he Trick or main chick but if she leave
Just as quick, Indian give,
Now I look like? Giving a chick half my trap
Like she wrote my raps, yeah, I'm having that
You be the same when you leave me
The bankbook and the credit and take everything you came wit

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

Here's niggas goin' find, not at all funny
We all ya bitches, taking all ya money
Jay-Z 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 with club love you coming with me
Grip you right up your ass, put your back on the wall
Kinda tipsy, triple, so I'm fucking ya all
You remind me of dream I had the night before
I'm kinda hoping the break to have a reason to go raw
I'm playing, hit the showers, hit the money
all the models play and big money is dropped
Drop the top, let her feel the it entranced her
She all in my seat like some private dancer
I tell you new, if you don't hop down off that
Butter soft shit with your shoes, I'ma 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... down baby'
You dealin a baller, who, hold ground crazy it's on

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

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

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

Bitch!
Jigga, nine-seven shit, millenia
Recognize, realize, on
Roc the block

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