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Ooh, ooh Z-O get off, get off Hey, woah, yeah, hey, woah Let me get off, get off Hey, diamonds on my neck and wrist, they get off Hey, I came this far, you know I had to get off Ooh, ooh Z-O get off, get off Hey, woah, yeah, hey, woah Let me get off, get off Hey, diamonds on my neck and wrist, they get off Hey, I had no choice you know I had to get off I said I had to get off, so what you think I'm doing? Blue faces, buying gold, always been a Bruin Except for when they losing, then I gotta keep it moving People asking what I'm doing, money convos keep it fluent Claiming you hard but you cracking up I'm with your girl when she back it up Pass me the sticks and I'm acting up, knocking it out and she ti-ti-ti-tapping up Do it for fans and the clapping up Walking in Gucci, they rack it up I swear these Benjamin's standing up I put 'em to sleep when I'm stacking up Mo' money, got less problems People looking like, "How about it?" SongtexteYou rent it, I buy it Diamonds wet but they never clouded I'm a rebel, them Bs rowdy Best believe we 'bout to bout it Best believe my piece a stallion Balling hard with no boundaries Ooh, ooh Z-O get off, get off Hey, woah, yeah, hey, woah Let me get off, get off Hey, diamonds on my neck and wrist, they get off Hey, I came this far, you know I had to get off Ooh, ooh Z-O get off, get off Hey, woah, yeah, hey, woah Let me get off, get off Hey, diamonds on my neck and wrist, they get off Hey, I had no choice you know I had to get off Sit back, sit back, sit back turn the music up Straight crack, I spit that, but nah homie, I ain't talking drugs I ain't on the corner, I ain't selling rock, I ain't selling rock banging with the thugs I be on the court, yeah I push the rock Cause balling, balling, balling what I love Pay attention, listen closely I won't say it twice Married to the game, I ten-two it like that thang my wife I put in early mornings, yeah, and I'm grinding late night Shooting 2s and 3s, but nah homie, I ain't talking dice Working on my game, I tune it up just like a bike But you can catch me in the G, and you know it's all-white On the court I'm making plays, and in the booth I'm making slappers I always kept it real, I ain't never been no actor Ooh, ooh Z-O get off, get off Hey, woah, yeah, hey, woah Let me get off, get off Hey, diamonds on my neck and wrist, they get off Hey, I came this far, you know I had to get off Ooh, ooh Z-O get off, get off Hey, woah, yeah, hey, woah Let me get off, get off Hey, diamonds on my neck and wrist, they get off Hey, I had no choice you know I had to get off Aus Songtexte Mania