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03 Chang Chang We in the Bay with it, we in LA with it MIA with it, we don't play with it We out in London, we out in Paris California king now, I had an air bed We in the Bay with it, we in LA with it MIA with it, we don't play with it We out in London, we out in Paris California king now, I had an air bed I've been down before, I blew up I was on the blow-up bed Now I'm that nigga from Los Angeles to New York Bay Area to Memphis Tenn, yeah Have you ever had sex with a pharaoh? I share hoes, she say her last nigga was a scarecrow Me and Greedy Greed back to back in Sprinter Benz It's 2018, it's 'bout time that they let some niggas win My body tatted and my passport matchin' I'm addicted to traveling, I'm an airport addict You just 21, you is not no savage I am stackin' for them days, I am not gon' have it I'ma pull a drakey out the bag, fuck a rabbit Now watch him get to hoppin' like a bunny when I clap it SongtexteI be overseas, you ain't never left Cali At the shows with the Queen Bey and I met Khaled I'm booked, ain't no more room on my calender This Hellcat'll burn the fuck out your Challenger High school dropout, I ain't graduate But I got rich, fed my family, then my niggas ate We in the Bay with it, we in LA with it MIA with it, we don't play with it We out in London, we out in Paris California king now, I had an air bed We in the Bay with it, we in LA with it MIA with it, we don't play with it We out in London, we out in Paris California king now, I had an air bed I've been down before, I blew up I was on the blow-up bed Now I'm that nigga from Los Angeles to New York Bay Area to Memphis Tenn, yeah Fives, tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds Bitch you ain't the one I want, I wanted Shoot your shot, the chopper hold a hundred AR-15 drummin' Look here bitch I don't give a fuck about no good hair bitch We can get some money out some good head bitch I just keep on sayin' it's a good year bitch I been blowin' up like a Goodyear blimp But nigga don't tempt me I'ma squeeze my finger on the chopper 'til it's empty Know I keep that Bun B, rest in peace Pimp C If UGK, best be ridin' dirty with me I feel like a legend, got some time to do in Texas I can't make a statement, guess they just don't get the message Smokin' lines, sippin' lean, know that line ain't hit the 'znie Just sendin' them tracks out of town, address it We in the Bay with it, we in LA with it MIA with it, we don't play with it We out in London, we out in Paris California king now, I had an air bed We in the Bay with it, we in LA with it MIA with it, we don't play with it We out in London, we out in Paris California king now, I had an air bed I've been down before, I blew up I was on the blow-up bed Now I'm that nigga from Los Angeles to New York Bay Area to Memphis Tenn, yeah Aus Songtexte Mania