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Ayy, I got a rack Run up in that house and tell that nigga give me that Bad bitch with me, yeah you know I'm on that Other bitch went off and I hit her from the back Ayy, hold on Got your bitch turned up, need to put some clothes on Shots fired at his face if he play with my home I keep one up in the chamber and I put one in your dome If you play with my home Them niggas on the other side playin', it's cool Choppers fired at a nigga's land, on Duve On Duve, on God, he ran, I sparked Now I'm on the run for another murder charge First degree, if you fuck with me, that's on God bitch Mask on, when I'm down bad I'm on some rob shit I up with the carbon, they duck when I start sparking Ooh I caught my man, goddamn I hit my target Nigga playin', pull up get to sprayin' I got them hitters in minivans Search for you niggas from land to land I sold your ass like a candyman Put a hole up in your fitted I'm in V-Live and it's litty I got your bitch shaking ass and her titties SongtexteForeign bitch and I think that she is British You get to have like a minute Squad up nigga, don't move My niggas wanna jack with the tool You see me, I see you Royal rumble with the crew Bitch I ball, Caillou, trappin' two-three schools System on my tool just to help it cool Hey hey hey, bitch I prayed for this Bitch I'm made for this And my niggas got paid for this And I really get paid for hits And my niggas hit crazy licks Stake out your house from 'bout two to six I heard that y'all niggas move the bricks Ice cream, get to scoopin' shit I got one hand, up on my pocket Nigga playin' with Lil Bloc so I had to pop it You like James Harden, I'm the fuckin' Rockets I stand alone with the heat, guess I'm Chris Bosh-ing Got the club rocking, freaky bitch give me her topping Stop that shit, you know they watching Gas and money, you know I got it Got your honey giving money Wash the bitch just like some laundry Real nigga, can't take from me Hilfiger, I keep a Tommy Keep a Tommy, keep a Tommy Told the money, keep it comin', keep it comin', keep it comin' Hold them hundreds, throw them hundreds, throw them hundreds, throw them hundreds, yeah Throw them hundreds, throw them hundreds, throw the money, yeah Nigga playin', pull up get to sprayin' I got them hitters in minivans Search for you niggas from land to land I sold your ass like a candyman Put a hole up in your fitted I'm in V-Live and it's litty I got your bitch shaking ass and her titties Foreign bitch and I think that she is British You get to have like a minute Keep a Tommy, keep a Tommy Told the money, keep it comin', keep it comin', keep it comin' Hold them hundreds, throw them hundreds, throw them hundreds, throw them hundreds, yeah Throw them hundreds, throw them hundreds, throw the money, yeah Aus Songtexte Mania