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(DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh) Ayy Shit, man Oh damn Ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay See how I'm comin', you know what I'm talkin' 'bout? I told you, nigga, don't check me, mane Nigga, check that bitch Dippin' through the Moe 'bout to slide to the Point In the Bay it get real so I'm movin' with this joint (Man) Hunnid pack play 'bout to get it out the mud Then after this, I'm bout to hit the road for a month Tell me, have you ever drove to Vegas in a bucket? The money was cool, I took a chance, nigga, fuck it You flipped out on her, found out the bitch was fuckin' But real talk, bruh, you shoulda focused on that money A nigga gon' be a nigga, mane, a ho gon' be a ho Get up out your feelings, man, it's time to hit the road Chеck it out, you gotta make sure you on toes Nowadays, man, thеse niggas be worser than hoes Pickin' up my bitch on the way to the O' Droptop Lambo', I'm driving it slow Don't call me 'bout the punk rock, ho Play by the rules, bruh, you know how it go Songtexte(Nigga, don't check me) Nigga, don't check me Nigga, don't check me Nigga, don't check me (Nigga, check that bitch) Nigga, check that bitch Nigga, check that bitch Nigga, check that bitch (Nigga, don't check me) Nigga, don't check me Nigga, don't check me Nigga, don't check me (Nigga, check that bitch) Nigga, check that bitch Nigga, check that bitch Nigga, check that bitch (Ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay) I told niggas years ago, quit beefin' 'bout the bitch Buy a house out the way, put a Patek on your wrist (Numbers) Right now I'm in the booth After this, I'm goin' swimmin' No matter how much money I make, I'm never gon' trick it I'm wakin' up early and I'm takin' these walks Two hundred for the watch without a diamond at all Baby hit me talkin' bout bookin' a flight You ain't my bitch fo real so I ain't spendin' a dime You niggas is trippin', destroyin' the game I don't owe niggas shit You niggas lightweight lame You niggas lightweight weenie I'm just keepin' it real I'm a Frisco nigga With a different appeal White tee, blue jeans, fitted hat to the back Niggas know how I'm comin' I'm everywhere with the bag I got my money up Now I'm chillin' in London Fresco nigga with a whole lot of ducats (Nigga, don't check me) Nigga, don't check me Nigga, don't check me Nigga, don't check me (Nigga, check that bitch) Nigga, check that bitch Nigga, check that bitch Nigga, check that bitch (Nigga, don't check me) Nigga, don't check me Nigga, don't check me Nigga, don't check me (Nigga, check that bitch) Nigga, check that bitch Nigga, check that bitch Nigga, check that bitch (Ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay) Aus Songtexte Mania