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Yeah Back then they ain't want me like Mike Jones I'm havin' bitches in different time zones Run with that sack like I'm Pacman Jones Play with my money, pull up to yo home And I'm still catchin' them plays on my iPhone He hated on me, but that nigga unknown I'm with my brothers, I ain't come alone Ballin' on niggas like Karl Malone Stay with my nigga, he right or he wrong Got a big ass Backwood filled with the strong She wanna fuck with me 'cause my money got long Passing these hoes back and forth like ping-pong Her ass so fat it done ate up the thong Marvin Gaye with the Glock, let's get it on Gotta watch how I move, ride around with narcotics Only thing that I'm rollin' up is the exotic She bounce on the dick like she came with hydraulics Go too much water, nickname me "Aquatic" Slide in a foreign, it's lookin' robotic I fuck her good but I'm doing her wrong, she be calling me toxic I might still jump in the moshpit Young nigga get more fly than a cockpit No Benihana, we ridin' with chopsticks Trappin' Aus Songtexte Mania