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clothes
I look incredible
I'm in this big ass coat
From that thrift shop down the road

I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I - I -
what, what, what
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I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
what, what, what
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I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
what, what, what
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What, what, what, what

I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
in this real big coat from that thrift shop down the road 

I'm gonna rock some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I'm, I'm, I'm hunting,
what, what, what
What, what, what, what
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What, what, what, what

I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I - I - I'm hunting, looking for a come-up
This is fucking awesome

I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars
what, what, what
What, what, what, what
What, what, what, what
What, what, what, what

I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
badada, bada)

I'm gonna pop some tags only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I  I'm  I'm hunting, looking for a come up
This is fucking awesome
Nah,
What, what, what, what
What, what, what, what

I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I - I - I'm hunting, looking for
She bought 'em at the thrift store down on Main
For twenty-three dollars a pair
Faded and worn in all the right ways
That's all she ever wants
down the road)

I'm gonna pop some tags
Only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I'm hunting, looking for a come-up
This is super awesome

She's up all night
Twenty-dollar bill in my pocket
350 Chevrolet knocking
It ain't worth much
But tonight it's running plenty good enough
No party, no strobe lights
workers everybody makin green
gettin cash for puttin stones in the pockets of the fiends

Chorus

(Bun B)
Business boomin daily, my product sellin
in my family was clocking loot
Sold my Cadillac and bought a Lexus sports coupe
I gotta house on the hill gotta boat on the lake
Gotta a detail shop
last laughter
And every tree trunks made of third rails with tourniquet branches
And I learned to walk with an anchor in my back pocket
And man I read
the new way of thinkin'
Light up the broccoli kid
Throw the relish in my back pocket
Keep your eyes open
Push your seat back, just flow
That's how we
in my pocket and at least a grand 
Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand 
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC 
Remotely controlled by
got some shit around my wrist 
That a blind the day
How many niggas you know sleepin' in Versace beds
Man that platinum 20 thousand dollars spreads
in my pocket and at least a grand
Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC
Remotely controlled by
knockin' boots till she's 14K'd
Diamond in the back, sunroof top
Waiting for the credit card so she can go and shop
Jack plays the back, just knockin'
played
No knockin' boots till she's 14K'd

Diamond in the back, sunroof top
Waiting for the credit card so she can go and shop
Jack plays the back,
Whoo

[Chorus]
Uh,
Two figures up yup, henny in my cup yup
Semi in the cut yup, a very nice truck yup
I'm all iced up yup, pocket knifed up up
Uh, two figures up, yup, Henny in my cup, yup
Semi in the cut, yup, a very nice truck, yup
I'm all iced up, yup, pocket k***** up, yup
I knock your
me in yo' dad
I'm the same yellow boy that used to play up on degrassi
Can pocket twenty thousand to be anywhere they ask me
Cash like Johnny, Banks