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[Verse 1: Gucci Mane] No place she would rather be Than dancing in front of me Gucci Mane I'm from the street But I got ice all over me Got my dawg with me I swear my niggas like some dobermans Ya kill with them just ask and will I think that they provoking me Yellow kush I'm smoking it Hunnid mill, make hopefully You been close minded One up on the kid I bet I open it Bricksquad line I'm pushing it Cali niggas growing it Valley niggas cooking it and serving it, you knowing it Some say I'm a genius with it, some say I'm a poet Some of these niggas that wanna ball but get the ball can't tote it Half of these niggas that hit the mall don't buy shit, that's pathetic I'm vacuum sealing and stashing this shit tryna dodge them German shepherds [Hook: Gucci Mane] The word around the town, is my price is at the lowest It's a low down dirty game, but I bet my niggas is the lowest Don't worry what I'm about to do with this money, cuz this money ain't yours I'm a billionaire and I'm making, but I guess these niggas don't know it I'm riding around in a Lambo, and I bet my car the lowest And I like the way that she drop it down, but her friend go down the lowest I'm counting money, I'm staying down, I'm hustling with my boys It's a drought in town, but I'm still good, cuz my price is the lowest [Verse 2: Rich Tha Kid] It's a drought in town, still got the pounds Bentley Coupe, I ride around 50 straps, me and OG Mac this a kick door bitch where it's at Still sippin' lean, weightin' too much Mothafuck 12, free Guwop Thirteen, I was running from the cops Jugging on niggas on the block Go blind if ya look at this bezzle Got so many hoes on my schedule Bitch QC pull up flexing Too many rocks in my necklace I got bricks, my price is the lowest Fucking yo bitch, I'm rich and she know it We want a check and the respect My young nigga pull up with tec Dirty ass ho, can't trust no bitch, my wrist on froze I got the work in the bowl Why is the dope on your nose Niggas hating but its fuck fuck Pass the hoes, I don't wanna cuff Rich nigga came from the bottom Word around my rollie flooded [Hook] [Verse 3: OG Maco] We was waiting and start taking over Like the mumps and measles now we running media Make your wife a eat her She licking sacks for the Saks Fifth How you greet her with a mouth kiss? Fuck ignorance Full account is bliss To fool em out of ere, to get your noggin split Free Wop man, fuck feds Always came in like the 3 Ass double Team And we can double barrels Get the wood (?) Momma said she got that good head And got a bright future, and I watch her play it Catch a check, bitch I'm known to play ya Dirty game in my hand full Get a phone full of [?] Mix it up then, then resale Ain't shit free so its no pity Young mogul, I'm chasing Diddy Ya tryna stop me make the semi hit you Spots 12 like a body flippin' [?] Throwin pistols, I've been thinking money longer than I remember Yea yea [Hook]
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