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Ayy, ayy (You can let it ride out too) Free my niggas I talked a mermaid out of the water the other day All on my yacht, we lit up the pot, floated away I fuck up your block, my low rider's hot Might call in a ship, it's on the way Probably have a Mazi' and them have a Wraith The shit you keep doing, you got cake That's the result of the risk-take It could all end up in yellow tape Or you can pull up to the bank, twist of fate Dandy things, candy paint, later frame, it's not a game Doin' plane, with a brain, have her buy me things Umbrella symphony, candy rain Sugar water tears, sweet pain I done put her through a few thangs Tryna make sure she can really hang She kept sayin' she was gang-gang I don't use all them young niggas slangs I'ma keep this real simple and plain Factory wills and side claim Pull up, kill them niggas, bang-bang Money and weed how I maintain In the crib with the door's plane SongtexteSo if I keep Christmas on the low, babe (Ooh) Rick Owen, that's '08 (Skrrt) Side baby smokin' purple aid (Yeah) How much did your show make? (Ooh) Colorado with a model (Well) Moncler, that's a cold date (Brr) Tom Sat, bitch, I'm on the moon (Ooh) Too fly, missed the balloon (Yeah) I'm in London for a week (Ooh) I rock them Yeezys on tour (Ooh, ooh) I think they drop like next week (Skrr) You run your mouth, you think it's sweet You niggas couldn't be me (Ooh) Real niggas, they remain G (Ooh) Real niggas, they remain (Skrr) Real niggas, they remain G (Ooh) Smokin' down Rodeo (Ooh) Louie Vuitton with the bankroll (Skrr) Take my bitch, don't think so (No) My turn, yeah, got away, ho (Skrr) Makin' that money, that peso Smokin' down Rodeo Louie Vuitton with the bankroll (Skrr) Take my bitch, don't think so (Ooh) Aus Songtexte Mania