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

I love bitches, bitches, shy bitches
Rough bitches, matter you my bitches
diggers 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 night
Pull you and your friend
Lift your little dress like light wind, hah, then I 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 vege-tables in my presence, check it
Reminiscing to nothing you heard, Iceberg
Slim baby ride through the suburbs
Funds come in lump sums never ends
Get money like I'm down 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 flows that's sick
More O's than you know exist, who you wit

Can't scheme on em, Roc-a-Fella got a on em
Chicks dream on him trick on him
Lose it when dudes think it's just
on em flash green on em and diamond rings on em
Sex around the way girls down to
I'm something girl gotta have like Levi's
Chiquita, me got more, see I
You can love me or me, either or
I'ma stay winning, rock the custom Bentley's
eat at Denny's and party like Lil Penny
Can he live? Trick or main chick but if she
as quick, Indian give, ha-hah
Now what I look like? a chick half my trap
Like she half my raps, yeah, I'm having that
You be the same when you leave me
The bankbook and the credit cards and everything you came wit

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

Here's niggas goin' find, not at all funny
We taking all ya bitches, taking all ya
Jay-Z rated A.G. that's All Good
I sink this in your 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
you right up under your ass, put your back on the wall
Kinda tipsy, triple, so I'm fucking ya all
You remind me of this dream I had the before
I'm hoping the condom break to have a reason to go raw
I'm playing, hit the showers, hit the money
Where all the models play and big money is
Drop the top, let her feel the it entranced her
She jumped all in my like some private dancer
I tell you something new, if you don't hop off that
Butter shit with your shoes, I'ma step on the gas
She laughed, put her ass back in the place
She said, 'I played my cards right and look I got the
I told her... down baby'
You dealin with a baller, who, hold ground crazy on

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

Dough to get, more 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 exist, bitch who you wit

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

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

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