| Yeah, what? |
| What? |
| Yeah
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| Uh, what? |
| Yeah, what? |
| Ooh, what?
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| Ooh, what?
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| Want a new whip, need me a Aston, yeah
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| (Jiggi? No one calls you that)
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| Uno, I killed it
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| Yeah (Dig)
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| Want a new whip, need me a Aston, yeah
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| How you gettin' rich thinkin' 'bout last year? |
| Yeah
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| Oh, you talk cash, oh, you talk cash to me? |
| Yeah
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| If you want these racks, shake that ass then, ooh
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| I’m spendin' these racks, just like fuck it, ooh
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| I’m countin' up in the Cutlass
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| I’m the wave like two-tone, no judgin'
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| I told her fly on over, yeah
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| My bitch bad to the bone, yeah
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| Let me know if you fittin' the budget
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| Let me know if you gettin' to money, yeah
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| Yeah, broad daylight, ain’t no masks here
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| Brand new Chanel, talkin' 'bout fashion
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| Y’all niggas ain’t eatin', y’all talkin' 'bout fastin', ooh
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| Yeah, I’m a addict, I’m a medic, ooh
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| Fuck with me, then you end up on Channel 10, ooh, yeah
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| Brand new Goyard, alligator skin, ooh, yeah
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| Almost dozed off, pop a Addy, yeah, ooh, yeah
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| 'Rari drove off, and you know I’m in it, ooh
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| Got a lotta water, need fins, yeah
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| I said I got a lotta water if you wanna come over and swim, ooh, yeah
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| Keep on juggin' in the trap, 'cause traphouse jumpin' out the gym, yeah
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| Put some respect on my name, 'cause you can never check this pimp, ooh,
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| yeah (Ooh, dig)
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| Want a new whip, need me a Aston, yeah
|
| How you gettin' rich thinkin' 'bout last year? |
| Yeah
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| Oh, you talk cash, oh, you talk cash to me? |
| Yeah
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| If you want these racks, shake that ass then, ooh
|
| I’m spendin' these racks, just like fuck it, ooh
|
| I’m countin' up in the Cutlass
|
| I’m the wave like two-tone, no judgin'
|
| I told her fly on over, yeah
|
| My bitch bad to the bone, yeah
|
| Let me know if you fittin' the budget
|
| Let me know if you gettin' to money, yeah
|
| Want a new whip, need me a Aston, yeah
|
| How you gettin' rich thinkin' 'bout last year? |
| Yeah
|
| Oh, you talk cash, oh, you talk cash to me? |
| Yeah
|
| If you want these racks, shake that ass then, ooh
|
| I’m spendin' these racks, just like fuck it, ooh
|
| I’m countin' up in the Cutlass
|
| I’m the wave like two-tone, no judgin'
|
| I told her fly on over, yeah
|
| My bitch bad to the bone, yeah
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| Let me know if you fittin' the budget
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| Let me know if you gettin' to money, yeah |