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Your boy buzzing
Like a trunk full of kickers
From here on out its down hill
Like you played for the Sixers
Doing models or a chick wit some thick curves
Want everything thats copped
High priced like I flip birds and the wordplay
Aint none of you dudes going beat me
Bet you wish
You need to tap on a genie this thing easy
Been the man since you was spitting them lame lines
Me flop
Thatll be the same day that the game died
Ahead of time
Say im feeling myself
And to battle lames
Would be like fighting for a feather weight belt
Put this thing together
And now they say he a blessed dude
When loving on a chick
Her mouth hold kids like a test tube
Got 20 20 vision
Something like a bird watcher
Swag strolling through your block
Like a old honda
Putting out that heat
Now home girl twerking that
Perfect match
Keep her ass in line for a purse bag
This boy he fire
The reason why you buy it
This breed slowly dying
The mixtape I supply it
And got the game in a choke hold
Yea i'm dope homes
Flow arctic cold freezing
Reason you want more
Really doing it
I'm looking for a new chick
Ladies feel me
As I pull up in that new whip
Catch me cruising fooling
Baby yeah I do this
Hit the ground running styling
Wilding with my cool kids
With my cool kids
Only with my cool kids
Them hating boys they only talking
Ain't never do shit
Taking over
About to show y'all how to do this
That straight up outta compton
Oughta call my label ruthless
Just tryna get my cake on
So kill it on everything
Going blow just like that hands on napalm
Touch this cash
Come try me pimpin
Prolly find you in a lake
And left there floating by some old man fishing
And aint no kidding really get it
Know it me you wanna scheme on
You hotter
We wont buy it like cheap thongs
I'm getting my ski on
Hit girl spot and now she got weak knees
Spit game it give em chills like them tipis
Now the homie he eating
You haters got no luv here for none of y'all
Only way you get a run
Is at the park playing homie ball
You suckas worthless
Other words just another face
Calling yall so soft
Just like the stuff in a pillow case
The money straight
Get cake and heating up every hour
Homie spitting so much fire
You think he sniffing on gun powder
You cant see me
Better off seeing them flying saucers
Bread to made
You know your boy got his hands on it
The golden ticket
If I touch it it turn gold
Check the beats they really bang
Do more than tickle your earlobes
Its crunch time
Taking the game back
Now you spitting them lame raps
Yeah now we not hearing that
Really doing it
I'm looking for a new chick
Ladies feel me
As I pull up in that new whip
Catch me cruising fooling
Baby yeah I do this
Hit the ground running styling
Wilding with my cool kids
With my cool kids
Only with my cool kids
Them hating boys they only talking
Ain't never do shit
Taking over
About to show y'all how to do this
That straight up outta compton
Oughta call my label ruthless

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