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backstroke fuck that shit she gone again
Man I have to board this jet early in the morn 
Fuck that shit 
By the time I wake up and I on 
Money Calling 
Yeah

bitch why she holdin me
Too much paper come hold it please
I can't count this shit by myself
Money counter so fuck yo help
Doin good nigga fuck yo wealth

Got a music video yea that shit on
Vevo
Aye
All my diamonds are wet like water
Gucci my belt
Nike my feet
I'm getting to paid to dress up in Prada
Rap

hanging with homies
Never wear gucci or stoney
And I still have love for my mommee
I keep my problems away
Always live good by the day
Way too much rent

digit prices they can’t do it like this
Check out the watch
It don’t tick its timeless times was never like this
Broke I was popped
Couldn’t even by shit

showing out
Throwing all these ones
Swear she finna drown
You rolling out the zip
I'm smoking by pound
Send a 10 pack
Just the flood the town
Count up Ben

wear in the closet Like I'm suppose to
Grown shit
Hopping out the lincoln with that Chrome shit
Tucked by my phone clip
Scratching cause my
Bone's itch

gimme head ain’t a slow hoe
Forgiatos for the rims with the chrome tho
M got the metal to his head got a chrome dome

Slap a nigga in his shit cuz I’m

(Verse 1)
Nothin Like that Cash Money Fast Money New Money, Mili shit or a Few Hunnit.. Bring You things Few Homies to get it wit, Fast new Honey

team
But he a dotty in his Gucci bag
Mixing it in water with the steam
Bro forgot his dream
His mom kept calling and calling
But he was sat
Letting

you fucked
Got some boys in the state they might leave you wet
Got some toys we can play if if they feelin reckless 
They don't know me by name but they

I'm Bruce Lee
Told that lil bitch she could never choose me
She got a booty, caught up by her beauty
She a cutie, but that bitch choosy
Had her drippin

I want it imma take it imma go and get it
My lil' shawty dripped down she rock Gucci sweaters
And all this ice on me might fuck around and change

That's the reason I provide anything she want 
She'll hold a nigga down even when I'm not around 
She my queen give her the crown 

Lil Shawty she'll ride

petty shit again Unloadin mags inside they House
Niggaz actin disrespectful Like ill prolly neva catch Em
Till I pull up wit that Weapon im authentic When

You're a lame man can't get on my level
Bullets flying through your window
Gotta get this shit settled
Smoke Kush by the pound
It will make you look

Juicy
Got me feeling like I'm suvy
Can't fuck with that nigga he goofy
Bitches really wanna know me
Slide by, fucking blow me
If you gonna slide, blow me,

U only love me when am by
Ur
Side
Why fake love plenty feel to high
My eye don detty and am sorry
I love her buh she don't love me
So soon and it so

Yo my baby girl 
Yo my baby girl 
I ain’t gon leave you alone
I ain’t gon leave you alone
Yo my baby girl 

To my daughter I’m Thuggin 
They

What Ya Used To

Hit Boy

Self Made 3 [Best Buy Exclusive]

2013

show cold game
Tsunami all on these bitches, you niggas just make it rain
I'm taking trips to Japan, everything's stitched by the hand
My whole team

her closet with shit she won't use
I can front if i want, but if she wants it I'll buy 
She's easy on the eyes

She might be 8 kinds of crazy
I'm 1

I'm up, I stay there
We don't breathe the same air
Money old like gray hair
Met her at the state fair
Wish I could've stayed there
Gucci shoes like

Lil one walk round pheli he stepping he toting that ratchet
Claiming OGs you ain't tap in with nigga that's that rat shit
I was outside at 15 lil

[Verse 1: Frank Knight]

I'm sitting right here chilling next to my regime
Shorty tight rear quite rare to some she deemed queen 
We tend to speak