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This That sh*t
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Ooh, ooh, ooh The Mekanix This that sh*t, we pistol totin' (Ooh) This that sh*t, have you slow motion (Ooh, ooh) This that sh*t, make me feel important Move that sh*t, you smell so potent And I don't even know yo' name, but this year I'll make you famous (Ooh, ooh, ooh) This year, I'll step my game up, I'll tell you how I came up And I don't even know yo' name, but this year I'll make you famous (Ooh, ooh, ooh) This year, I'll step my game up, I'll tell you how I came up This ain't no Corvette, nah baby girl, this a Lamborghini I'm ridin' 'round with a Drac', I'm bout to pull up and f**k on Kiki I be like "Baby", f**k if you riding I don't need yo' love, I got this guap right beside me 'Cause I got a couple pistol totes, that n***a play, we stick 'em up I might just have to be the one to hit 'em up Make the paramedics come pick him up Soul out his body, he giving up Might double back and finish 'em Stamp a n***a, I'm sending 'em Let these shots off, at least ten of 'em Plus ten of them, plus ten of them Hit your block, I'm spinnin' 'em, uh (Ooh) f**k [?], who friends with 'em? (Ooh) f**k his thot then send her back to live with him (Ooh, ooh) Got a thirty [?], she at the crib with 'em All I know is stack them Benjamins It don't take too much for me to sh*t on him Yeah throwing shade but I still got lead on him Diamonds sitting too hard, I can't fit in (Ooh) I done came too far, I can't give in Steady dropping hits, knock it out the park, in the booth I don't do no missing (Ooh, ooh) I done got your b*t*h, I done broke her heart, young n***a ain't got no feelings (Ooh) You ain't come see me when I was in prison, so you can't be a part of my vision This that sh*t, we pistol totin' This that sh*t, have you slow motion This that sh*t, make me feel important Move that sh*t, you smell so potent And I don't even know yo' name, but this year I'll make you famous (Ooh, ooh) This year, I'll step my game up, I'll tell you how I came up n***a if it came down to the bread, what would you do? Would you spend a hundred bands on some strippers? Tell the truth You n***as is rapping lies, boy you f**king up the youth They sayin' that I'm too negative, I'm teaching them to shoot You claiming, your the opposite, but you don't got no common sense Money make the world go 'round, what do you suppose? Spending every dollar, breakin' pockets for a ho Say what you want, but if you knew, I know they need it I had you seeded, that's the reason I'm misconceited (Ooh) My life impleaded, I didn't wanna [?] defeatist (Ooh) I feel versatile, God gifted me with a curse (Ooh) I won't ever stop, until my heart stop beating This that sh*t, we pistol totin' This that sh*t, have you slow motion This that sh*t, make me feel important Move that sh*t, you smell so potent And I don't even know yo' name, but this year I'll make you famous (Ooh, ooh) This year, I'll step my game up, I'll tell you how I came up No, I don't even know yo' name (Yo name) And I don't even know yo' name (Yo name)
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