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How this niggas in the game MMG, tour stars in a few weeks If you fucking with it, fuck with me Ha ha [Rick Ross:] Watch me cost above, chain cost me a drop Double MB to clique my croup morting your bust Think it's solved to sward, but nigga just double up See me jumpin on stage, more chains to marty bro Bitches been going wild hear the sound cliche Give me two bitches we could do this three ways Four miss calls on my iPhone five Bitch sixteen talk got me fighting for my life Telephone last ringing, calling Angy my tennis Think I've just seen the boss, see dating to Puertorican All go jewels in this snow white mick Kanye shoes sorry no ID, John letting your float the magnificent me Roll hard give me mollie coffee by the key, Got the wee roll twist hard a few weeks She said fuck me, must wanna fuck me Man we be the clique, man I'm self the shit Boy just on my down, man I take the bitch Yeah we at the game and we sip front roll Every time you see me I'll be on the front roll SongtexteDick you relate new benz go piss, Benz outside ain't' even gotta speak, New to relink with the all go piss, Benz outside I ain't even gotta speak, uh As I look around and I do it like my clique (Maybach Music) You know this bad bitches they wonder, they wonder, they want, [Gunplay:] Yeah I'm talking gun play, yeah I'm walking too Yeah that nigga ready, yeah that... true Yeah I'm really bad yeah I owe anybody Pointed now my lighter join and take his face in and out it Yeah I spill my course on your michael course hore, Yeah so the fuck what I could buy you more Yeah in front of hood, yeah I'm from the floor Hoes in the roof, hardly had a door Kitchen on door, pitchin on purp Free different digies all lit up like a fur Think up where your fee, see the white fright hair So matter ain't think everything pair Man the clique, As I look around and I do it like my clique (Maybach Music) And all this bad bitches man they wonder They wonder, they wonder, they wonder Yeah yeah yeah [Rockie Fresh:] Now extra double M dream team doing something special Bout to kill the shit so get the casket in the shepall And no Olympic seven... rings in the medal When I'm now from trill bill so I tell em get upon my level I'm always going higher, I'm still on fire, Do a lot of thing but it's only too inspire Remember just to get goldy told they wanna speak Shawty I'll be tryin to freak, they think I know I lay in me I got a bad white bitch I know they spend cake on Just whole flash she never fall off like great shine Even if she do forever I'm shit So miss dope I'm a get wheel and jet I ain't fucking with my clique Clique, clique, clique, clique As I look around and I do it like my clique Clique, clique, clique, clique (Maybach Music) And all this bad bitches man they wonder They wonder they wonder Stick em up, stick em up I'm talking yet, yeah I'm talking R, I'm talking B Nigga I'm talking me, yeah I'm talking bossy I ain't talking Kalisa, Your money too short, you can't be talking to me Yeah I'm talking Lebran we're balling our family tree The music drug dealing cousin ain't' nothing fucking but we Me turn that city to the 125 125 to a 2 50 2 50 to a half of men ain't nothing nobody could do with me Now who with me, vamonos, call me home boy have faith Translation I'm the shit, least that's what my next say His stacks with my track say, lost my homie for decade Nigga down for like twelve years, they ain't huggin son, Second grade, ah He never told who we gonna tell We top of the total poe, it's the dream team, Miss the supreme team, and all my eyes screaming on me Means one thing you ain't fuckin with the clique Clique, clique, clique, clique Ain't nobody fresher than my mother fucking Clique, clique, clique, clique As I look around and I do it like my clique Clique, clique, clique, clique And all this bad bitches man they wonder They wonder, they wonder Break, break as the Louie, 8 records of Gucci, My girl a superstar all from my whole movie Bown to our rival to our American Idols We niggas damn past, got them hangin off the ifle Yeah I'm talking business, we talking CIA I'm talking John's tenin I've seen em the other day He ask me about my Maybach think he had the same And sip Montana and he's might have been raining You know white people get money don't spin Or maybe they get money by business I'd rather buy 80 gold chains and go ignite I know spike lead gonna kill me but let me finish Let man on the pigment, we live with no limits And go master piece, at least it was just a fragment About imagination empty be criss, now I'm looking at the crib, Right next what Tissy leave That's Tom Cruise, whatever she accuse, He weren't really drunk he decided free bruise, Past of refreshment so cool cool barish Everything I do needs a new cruise presence See both swerve homie bout you full of wave On way to black to burn from some rave So I just meditated the home and palm pay About how I could build a new rome and one day Every time my man Vegas and screaming like he's Elvis But I just wanna design hotels and nail it Shit is real got me feeling is rreal You know just like Bar Rafaila, Gisele no that's Brazilian With-rough, deep depression when my mama pass Suicide what kind of talk is that, But I've been talking to God and so long if you look in my life I guess he talking back, fucking with my clique, clique, clique Ain't nobody fresher than ym mother fucking clique 'Cause I look around and I'm doing like my clique, clique And all this bad bitches man they wonder They wonder, they wonder Go! 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