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- Hey there wanna come to my party? I heard your dad is rich.
- Sure daddy
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- I announce thy married
- Got a drop on this flexin' nigga, he from Tennessee (what?)I had a thot she be with the shits, she told me where he be (where he at?)I said, "Fo' sho', baby, let me know if you wanna eat"She like, "Von you already know, just put your girl on fleek" (that's it)I'm like cool, I can do that booWhat you want some shoes?Jimmy Choo, with a handbag too, red or baby blue?She gets to smilin' she ain't used to this, 'cause she ain't use to shitI'm just laughin', could've been a pimp the way I move my lipsI be speedin' could've been a driver the way I push the whip (vroom-vroom)You a hoe, coulda been a bitch, the way you throw a fit (bitch-ass)But fuck that, right back to the script 'cause this a major lickHe got bricks, plus his neck is icy and it match his wristNow its like six, told her hit his phone, meet her in the Wic'But he ain't go, but he ain't that slow, say meet 'em at the store (that's cool)I'm like cool, let 'em front his move, do what he gon' do (I got 'em)'Cause this the plot, put 'em in the pot, let it cook like stewI grab my Glock, it been through a lot, but it still shoot like new (boom boom)We at the top, yeah we lost a lot, but that just how it goBut check the score, if y'all lose one more, that's six to twenty-four (yeah, yeah)Let me focus, can't be zonin' out, he pullin' up nowHe double park, he ain't gettin' out, he in that push to start (there he go right there)That new Porsche it's built like a horse, colors like the 'foHe got a ring, I guess he ain't divorce, wife probably a whoreNow she walk up, she struttin' her stuff, this bitch thick as fuckGot in the truck, kissed him on his lip, he cuffin' her buttNow I sneak up crouchin' like a tiger, like Snoop off The WireThe block on fire, so I take precaution, mask on Michael MyersI'm on his ass, he finna be mad, he gon' beat her assBut this what happen, I got to the door, I thought I was cappin'I was lackin' 'cause there go the opps, yellin' out, "What's crackin'?"I'm like, "What?" I'm like, "Nigga, who? I was born to shoot"I got aim, I'm like Jonny Dang, when it comes to chainsSo I rise, hit one in his arm, hit one in his thigh, this no lieBitch it's do or die, you said you gon' slideYou got some nerve, your shit on the curb, boy we put in workFrom 64th, and from 65th, we not from 63rd
- Got a drop on this flexin' fella, he from Tennessee (what?)I had a thot she be with the shits, she told me where he be (where he at?)I said, "Fo' sho', baby, let me know if you wanna eat"
- OH NOOOO
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