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whatever If that shit get brought to my attention These niggas weird these niggas faggots, got me in they mentions My mama told me move smart, but I been in
Cause I'm not tryna force it Taking shit slow Cause I'm not tryna force it Okay Watch Watch your fuckin tone Big dog I been bad to the bone Dirty bitches
Every since i can remember man this always been my dream Sold out arenas face on the big screen All because I'm known to spit a hot 16 For the love
hoes, they ain't hot like me Don't give a fuck who out here poppin they don't pop like me I'm badass, Britney Spiitz . Better say it with pride That's
writtens I dont sneak diss over double entendre Get it how you live imma die by that mantra Never been pac and i aint big papa i'll hop on any beat I can
leaking She had the ignition and I had to stick my key in I swam in that pool right after I got done eating Mama used to tell me stay away from the deep end
SO FUCK YOU PAY ME nigga FORREAL BIG 34K You know how I'm coming nigga Ain't nobody hot as me in the city FORREAL Back in the day they didn't fuck
Mama never wanted this so i had to lie I will get so rich that I'll make her cry I will not back down till i reach the sky My bars are hot I'm
tearing it from the roots But day and day, man, I swear, nigga, getting better And bitch, I've been a big dog, I don't care for your measure I don't need
I handle business by myself, don't need a secretary Only my engineer and producer are necessary Success is coming and it's not finna be temporary Now
bitch, keep a Glock, plus, she kickbox We'll turn 'em Man, what the fuck? Hell nah (what are those?) We'll turn them big ass boots to some flip-flops
green, think my people's got a bomb I be smokin' all up hot, eyes closed, no eyebomb Got the game, thinkin' twice, like Ian Seaman Kick game, got a sicko
then I had no hoes by my side Now I check my instagram Huh Big surprise Bad bitch To my left Baddies to my right If this lightskin hit me I'mma have
a different noise matters Smokin' on this wood, some big clouds, and it look like Casper Oh my God, HK did it again, go and call the pastor Slap the bitch down,
times when I thought it was over Was late on them bills, eviction notice, had to move to mama crib. I'm back on the sofa Long as I'm getting bread, I'ma
somethin' make sure you hear it right Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' Our music keeps you movin' what are you provin'? You know that I'm two
rent in years Couldn't park at the store I got butterfly doors one space, need more Somebody rally the score my music is hot Bitch nigga give me my
the city Ha-ha-ha-ha, that shit was hot G In one baby, let's use it, uh-uh Yeah-yeah, uh-uh, yeah-yeah, uh Boss Hogg Outlaw niggaz G-A-N-G-S-T-A, be
the Central Valley ? ???? A We'd drive our mama near insane ? ???? D 'Til she'd pull off of that big four lane ??? A And we started
the autograph Take a couple Pics Heard em tag me in the instagram But I bet I look good tho Damn right Shirt off ace hood When I'm feelin real good Hot
you was ahead of us He tryna beef but I fucked his mama dog, you my stepson Flako baby, yeah, he back like he never left I smelt the shit you tried
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