| And I’d rather show ya better than I can tell ya
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| Watch how I’m comin' back and then I kill 'em
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| And fuck 'em up while ya successful at failure
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| Most of you niggas got a drip that’s fucked up
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| You should kill your stylist and hire a tailor (Ah)
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| No, we can’t relate the funny shit you displayin' (Whatchu doin'?)
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| Fuck you want me to go do?
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| Can’t even relate to shit you be sayin' (Watchu sayin'?)
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| Like you got shit in your mouth, fuckers you talkin' about, niggas thinkin' we
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| playin'? |
| (We ain’t playin', nigga)
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| Lights in the V.I.P. |
| with your broad
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| From the bread that we slide and for bottles we sprayin' (Ah)
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| And I’m makin' 'em do shit they don’t gotta do
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| Hit 'em in the way they ain’t got a clue
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| Gimme money, make a pay out the blue
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| Mommy actin' like she can’t believe that it’s true (Bitch, I’m a miracle)
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| How I layed 'em and come up way outta shoe (Come up out 'em)
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| Banish niggas then I get up and vanish with the shawty, pull up the coupe (Pull
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| up)
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| Massive every time I pull up, leave ashes, disappear again for a few
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| While I’m leavin' them they sit down and try to figure out the shit that I do
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| I’ll be just leavin' niggas where they be until it be time to get ghost on 'em
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| Ooh, y’all (Y'all niggas know) know just what to do (Y'all niggas know what to
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| do, y’all niggas know what to do)
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| Come with me (Follow me, nigga) and let me show you (Let me show you, my nigga)
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| Hope your dreams come true (I hope your dreams come true)
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| If you ain’t with me (You ain’t with me, my nigga), fuck you
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| Fucka-you-fucka-you-fucka-you-fucka-you-fucka-you-fucka-you
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| Fucka-you-fucka-you-fucka-you
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| Little bitch, you ain’t get you the message?
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| Everything about a nigga jackin', and believe me, there is God in your presence
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| You ain’t gotta believe me, my nigga, 'til I beat your ass out of your denims
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| (Denim)
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| Send out my bitches to rob you niggas, run and learn you a couple of lessons
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| Now I’m sick like a motherfucker, but the antidote, take you this medicine,
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| niggas (Pop you this pill)
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| Bibi-baba-I don’t know what to call it, I’m fuckin' up everything, nigga
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| Far as everything else, I make the adjustment, but I’m back in my element,
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| nigga (Yes we is)
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| Send and it’s fuck all these beats with the bag, I’m intelligent niggas
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| Now while I know I pull up in the Ghost, you talkin' the most, little
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| irrelevant niggas (Shut up)
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| You talkin' too much and you need to shut fuck up, boy, you a delicate nigga
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| (You pussy)
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| It’s so unfortunate that some of you niggas ain’t got proper etiquette, nigga
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| While your bank account is at a deficit, all of my diamonds is elegant, nigga
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| I don’t know, I don’t know why niggas still try to test the champ knowin' I’m
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| so undefeated
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| I’m not tryna hear your bitch ass, sittin' under my plate and see you,
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| it already deleted
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| You better believe that it’s hot and I’m back in this bitch and you know that
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| I’m keepin' it heated
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| Especially I’m on fuckin' shit up beyond description, my nigga, no caption is
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| needed
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Ooh, y’all (Y'all niggas know) know just what to do (Y'all niggas know what to
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| do, y’all niggas know what to do)
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| Come with me (Follow me, nigga) and let me show you (Let me show you, my nigga)
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| Hope your dreams come true (I hope your dreams come true)
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| If you ain’t with me (You ain’t with me, my nigga), fuck you
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| Fucka-you-fucka-you-fucka-you-fucka-you-fucka-you-fucka-you
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| Fucka-you-fucka-you-fucka-you
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| Ooh, y’all (Y'all niggas know) know just what to do (Y'all niggas know what to
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| do, y’all niggas know what to do)
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| Come with me (Follow me, nigga) and let me show you (Let me show you, my nigga)
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| Hope your dreams come true (I hope your dreams come true)
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| If you ain’t with me (You ain’t with me, my nigga), fuck you
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| Fucka-you-fucka-you-fucka-you-fucka-you-fucka-you-fucka-you
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| Fucka-you-fucka-you-fucka-you |