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Featuring(s) : Flyo
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Stepped in, balling Niggas wish that they could Uh, still here screaming out "Don't step on my Bougs" I'll bring the 'matic, go shoob Bruck out in this dance Take a brudda for good Night night, we still roll around Ask them niggas "what's good?" (What's good, blud? We're just grieving Do you mind?) Doing man good Wish a man would OTB like Death Row And Big [?] is like Suge Skizzy like Snoop All you bitch niggas shook But man is like Pac Right now, they loving my raps Thug life, check out the tats And you know I don't f*ck with no rats Snitch boys All you little p*ssyholes deserve to get blam Anyway, f*ck that Real nigga's back, now this shit is a wrap Tell the plug that I need more bricks He the one that sponsor my vids And that new whip Soon cop me a new wrist Big money, Switzerland shit I've got this nigga's bitch on me Come here, come sit on this dick Ayy, I'm insane in the brain I make the 'matic go flame Bitch nigga, stay in your lane Young, but I act like my age What the f*ck is man saying? I said you a nigga like I'm a nigga But we ain't the same Ayy, you ain't moved no class A You pussies probably still shot grade f*cker, get the f*ck out my face What I'm on, you can't even partake Peasant, you can't even parlay Oh, [?] so immaculate Look at her style, look at her smile And she got a back with it Everybody want her I gotta roll with my strap and shit Try it Man'll blap-blap-blap-blap-blap-blap-blap (Don't try and move to my ting) Voice so sweet Come like she speaking the melody I can't lie I love it when she holla me All the way up in the States And she don't even bother me I told her when I touch back I'm gonna take her on a shopping spree Oh, baby went and copped some bags Daddy went and copped some swag Oops, I mean a brand new Jag Brand new wrist, nigga, check the tag Got her ex-man pissed Introduced her to the life Now she realised them other little niggas ain't shit (Say it with your chest, nigga) Introduced her to the life Now she realised them other little niggas just pricks (Now and she thought they was bad, huh?) Took these niggas' money, they ain't holding no chips (nope) These niggas make me sick f*ck it, let me roll up my spliff Just got a shot for some whiff Now my brain's on some whole next shit About time I done copped me a crib Thinking 'bout my son like When he gets older, I'ma buy him shit Better yet I've gotta [?] Look at this life I'm living All my diamonds glistening Looking like a man on a mission, hands on the mitten Mittens on Smith & Both hands on the shh Come get yourself written (off) If I ain't got the smoke, I'll dip him If I ain't got the smoke, I'll dip him (Wet him up I warned you Happy Halloween, you suckers)
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