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Yeah, Deuce

My bad, I been sippin', I ain't even see you call
You ain't gotta look too hard if you wanna see me ball
If you ain't got the bag for real, then you need to knock it off
I'm the plug, if it's too much on the price, I'll knock it off
Pulled up to the bar, but I just left the trenches
In this b*t*h shootin' threes, should've played for the Pistons
Rest in peace baking soda, he the only thing that's missing
Bro gon' go up top on you for the free 'cause that's my n***a
One time for the hoes 'cause they love when I whisper
You done ran out of money or some', n***a? What's the issue?
My n***as keep it rеal always, that's the differencе
N***a, that b*t*h bad, I need another thousand singles
That b*t*h ain't thick, she just f**king with the angles
If you play your role with me, you can go f**k with the angels
Got the head from the b*t*h and I told her, "Stay dangerous"
My lil' n***a should've got a job paintin', he'll paint you
Better get a raincoat if I'm in the club rainin'
If I need a n***a head chopped off, they gon' arrange it
Put a n***a on the news since his a** wan' be famous
Shoot the d**k all upside the b*t*h head, she said, "Thank you"
Lil' bro ain't OVO, but if I tell him, he'll Drac' you
Told the b*t*h, "Don't take a sip of this cup, it's gon' spank you"
B*t*h, I'm signed to the streets, these record labels try to rape you
Way before this rap sh*t, I seen a million on the table
I'm pourin' up Tris, argue with my b*t*h
My bank account lit, I got all these blues in my pocket like a Crip
He think it's only thirty, but I bought an extra clip
She thought it was just me, but I brought a extra b*t*h
If I let you pull up to the spot, then it's mandatory
I can call Seal 'cause I know he always got 'em for me
I ain't got to get my hands dirty, it get handled for me (Tuh)
Sitting on five hundreds, going for the thirty-five
I just drunk a whole pint of Wock' and I'm still alive
I just hit the sto' and I'm looking for the quinine
Drank had me up, but the Percocets turned me down
We f**kin' from the back, you ain't even gotta turn around
Hit a n***a a** with the suppressor, they ain't heard a sound
You could tell this one a 'Cat, you can hear it growl
Sippin' on this drank, I wish Pimp C could see me now
Brand new Amiri jeans on with the FN on me
A hundred K now, used to walk around with ten on me
Bad b*t*h stay out of town, she gon' send for me
Pick me up from the airport, put the head on me
My 'migos gon' make sure I'm loaded
I just popped a RP, got me floatin'
N***a, you can book me if you want to see some motion
Need a muzzle for this new dog I got, it's ferocious
N***as always in the streets
Claiming that they plugged in
I understand you got a bag to show
That don't mean sh*t to me, no-ooh
N***as always in the streets
Claiming that they plugged in
I understand you got a bag to show
That don't mean sh*t to me, no-ooh

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