Tonalità: F# minor
Verse 1
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(CashMoneyAP)
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(Chapo)
CashMoney, CashMoney, yeah, yeah, yeah
Verse 2
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Long days up on the block,
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a nigga got a sun tan
I'm looking back upon my past,
a nigga came from nothin'
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These niggas say they wanna blast me,
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but that Glocky on me
You run up on me, kill your bitch- ass,
then I'll shoot your homie
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The way I'm feelin',
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I've been feelin' like a star
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Need to slow down on the drugs,
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keep poppin' these bars
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I got about four cars up in the gar age
And I can't even drive,
but them bitches push start (ayy)
Pushin' straight,
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backpack, choppa bullets, rat- a- tat
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Bad yellow bitch eatin' dick
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like a Rap Snack
Her pussy on fat- fat,
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you know I'ma hit that
She said she never had a orgasm,
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I'ma fix that
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Bitch, I'm mar ried to the game,
I won't ever get a prenup
My bitch, she playing with my balls,
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call her Serena
I be beating the pussy up
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just like Ike did Tina
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She turned my dick white 'cause
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that bitch was a creamer
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She off of X pills,
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Perkys, Roxys, and the Molly
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And I like the way she move her body
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She gave me head in the backseat
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of the Maserati
Verse 3
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Baby, ride me
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She like the way I ride the beat
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Ride me
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Baby, get on top of me, yeah
Verse 4
You was at the school and
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I was at the bank
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I be smoking opps and
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you be smoking dank
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And, bitch, I keep a gun,
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bitch, you keep a shank
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And you know that I'm a shooter,
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that's how I got my name
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I got way too many bitches, mane,
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it's looking like a pageant
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She can't speak no English,
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but that bitch, she call me daddy
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Just like a plane, if I see the oppositions,
then I'm crashing
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This chopper sang,
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make him dance like that nigga Michael Jackson
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Ayy, I'm a glizzy toter,
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like a notebook, I'ma fold her
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She was slurpin' on my dick like
she drinking on some soda
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That bitch, she love giving brain, yeah,
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you know that I control her
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She got a big ol' onion booty,
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so I told her bend it over
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When I hit her from the back,
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had that bitch screaming Crip
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'Cause when I get done she
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gon' walk with a limp
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Lotta niggas came with me
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like the slaves on the ship
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And my trap going dumb,
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doing acrobatic flips (ayy, uh)
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I got this Glocky up in
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my pocket and I'ma pop it
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She popping molly, she off a molly,
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she give me noggin
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I'm off a Roxy,
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I'm codeine bopping, I'm codeine bopping
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The coldest nigga in the game so you
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know I'm never stopping
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She drinking Hennessy
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She popping Xannies
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She always on her knees
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That's why her nigga can't stand me,
yeah, yeah
Verse 5
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Yeah, yeah
Uh, huh
Outro 1
Uh, huh (yeah, yeah)
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