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up early in the morn', aye
Bitch I'm what you doin', aye
I'm poppin' what you doin', aye
Bitch I'm what you doin', aye
I'm fuckin' yo' cause you boring, aye
Bitch I'm poppin' what you doin',
I'm poppin' what you doin', yeah
Said I'm poppin', you doin', aye
Ballin', scoring, bitch I'm what you doin', aye
I'm poppin' what you doin', yeah
Said I'm what you doin', aye
You lackin', c'mon, I'm poppin' what you doin', yeah
Said I'm what you doin', aye
Bitch I'm poppin' what you doin',

I could've copped me a forreal, but I had to bail out my brodie forreal
Cuzzo he wild'n, pull up in the wheel and I ain't even it was stolen forreal
First they took Obi and then they Mazie and that really fucked with my soul like forreal
Do this for all of my soldiers forreal, $outh$ide we ride, you know forreal
Ain't have to stand on corner, I'm keeping all of my dollars forreal
I want them M's like forreal, cause niggas be clowns like Ronald forreal
Playa playa from the Himalayas, I'm the real you an imitator
If you wild out I go super saiyan, fuck around this Kamehameha
Bad! Thick! That's my ratchet lil' baby
I shoulda been cut her off but you that pussy be brazy, yeah
'Member those didn't know us, aye
funny how now they all on us, yeah
Just spent a check on my grill, mouth like a six-pack of Coronas, yeah

Wake up early in the
Bitch I'm what you doin', yeah
Said I'm poppin' you doin', aye
Bitch I'm poppin' you doin', aye
Fuckin' yo' cause you boring, aye
Bitch I'm poppin' what you doin',
I'm poppin' what you doin', aye
Said I'm poppin', what you
I be ballin', scoring, say I'm what you doin', yeah
I'm poppin' what you doin', yeah
Said I'm poppin' you doin', aye
You lackin', c'mon aye, bitch I'm what you doin', yeah
Said I'm poppin' you doin', aye
Said I'm poppin' what you doin',

$outh$ide.
Young nigga stay flyer than a plane
Might to ya bitch like I'm T-Pain
Got her hangin' on the hip a keychain
Young boul but I'm far from a rookie,
keep throwing me the pussy, aye
She think I'm A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie,
Well I guess I'm A Wit Da Hoodie, yeah
I don't blow on no Gucci, yo' girlfriend a groupie, she throw me the coochie forreal
And my white boy got the uzi, he fuck wit' goofies, so best watch ya kufi forreal
Walked in flexing like a muhfucka, throw cheese and some lettuce in this muhfucka
Ya girlfriend steady smiling and she call me Thousand
Cause she know I be dressing like a muhfucka
I'm in juice when I walk, yeah
You niggas just talking to talk,
I forreal got jacket in Houston
I deadass copped Timbs in New York, yeah
I got it from the dirt, yeah
I been puttin' in work, yeah
those days I was broke
Now we paid like 15 and the

up early in the morn'
Bitch I'm what you doin'
Said I'm poppin' you doin'
Bitch I'm poppin' you doin'
I'm yo' bitch cause you boring
She I'm poppin' what you doin'
She I'm poppin' what you doin'
Said I'm poppin', you doin'
Ballin', scoring, bitch I'm poppin' what you
Said I'm what you doin'
You know we poppin' you doin'
You lackin', c'mon, bitch I'm poppin' you doin'
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ON THE OF JERSEY!