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[Hook: Vado] Yo, lets pull out the 750 get the semi live My bitch is twenty got her bussin em for 55 But her age say she 55 Plus we outta town hope these crackers let it slide Lets pull out the Californias get the corners live My bitch is twenty got her bussen em for 55 Her I.D. say she 55 But she got pretty eyes hope she on a nigga line [Verse 1: Vado] Ugh, You pop shit but never there Fuck your pela gear Hollow tips make your lever tear Like box breaks dont get twisted my beretta here Under my R.L. sweater wear with the teddy bear If there's nine of us then nine hammers then Its tall handlin with the rock like Kyle Anderson Gave her one hit and wonder shine Anderson Connect keep hittin my number I'm not answerin Like Hello? they just role yellow Ran outta Knicks line they told me no Melo Hand never take on master go fellow Won't settle I'm killin em dog Old yellow [Hook] [Verse 2: Vado] You got beginner shine rich and me lay thats milla time Gave the bear three faces and every bit of mine Said you flowerd I can't see it a nigga blind I tell my slime make em get it line get a line Jersey mansion watching Scarface like this shit is mine Versace robe with slippers with three bitches high Need a passport where Im getting fly GY my nigga dont ask for but he gettin by Wanna rock? then cop a quarter On a block thats not for you Fill the pot with hot water Im focused word to my God daughter On the journey to get that My Melo jersey and Knick hat You fellas urk me with that chit chat Since my mother birth me Ive been that [Hook] [Verse 3: Gunplay] I do my thug dizzle On you cunt pussies Bitch you know what this is Straight raw and viscious Seabass and foreign fishes Gold dreams and hard wishes Fight like I got four fists Going through these more issues Throwin disses, know I'm baggin, blowin dishes Kitchen like a cook out, look out watching all four fences Benzes and Lorenze's til they ex name my existence My lawyer's a beast I watch him feast on my offenses Me and my comrades bout that vida Clap clickin quicker than I out that reefer Hop out that G4 Like what the fuck you lookin at me for? why? Cause I'm lookin like C4? These nigga be perpin Turning the amp on For the same bitch I put a camera and lamp on Smokin woods and my camp on Looking good brick of yam and a hand gun [Hook]
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