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[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] Shoutout to every nigga fronted me a pack when I was fucked up Always been a gunner, my nigga, never ducker Bet she wanna ride with a nigga like me And she wanna hang and smoke with me Man I love when the crowd recite every lyric Rappin from the heart, rappin from the spirit, know the Lord hear it Grandma gotta eat, I gotta get it What they talkin bout we livin' Waddup lame, what it do bustas Know y'all don't like us but your girls wanna fuck us My gangstas on E, so I'm pimpin Nigga what you drinkin, what you sippin Most my niggas blood, some crippin' Out in Chi-Town with some real GD's and some VL's Gangsta worldwide with this shit my nigga can't you tell Some say "Crime don't pay," it's hard to tell Niggas said they want my chain, eat the shells Thank God for the Shells and Citgo, Chevron and the Ammaco [Hook: ASAP] I be on my Maserati boss shit Top down in the winter Middle of the summer but it's feeling like December Yeah, I wake up in the morning with a bitch I don't remember, I'm a winner So my whole team start Ballin like I'm Barry hitting bitches out the park, home run You better get your own son I'm on now, and I'm on one [Verse 2: P Smurf] I thank God for another one, then roll another one Hit my connect up, tell him I need another one King size bed them sets of double Ds in it Nigga the condo smellin like a weed clinic Room 1017 that's at the top nigga Smokin Grade A while I'm getting topped nigga BSM the new Row, and I'm Pac nigga Stomping niggas out in the lobby, me and Flock nigga I love my squad Money over bitches I love my mob In a four door Porsche with a hip-hop vixen And the diamonds in my charm clearer then KY Mixing [Hook] [Verse 3: ASAP] I rubberband the work so you know a nigga stretch it And if she stepped on we just call that bitch neglected Whip it like a slave, all white, I'm a racist Running for the money like a horse when it races Cash on my mind, money on my mental Cocaine ? I bring it back like a rental Look me in my eyes, can you tell me what I've been through I've been to hell and back, I've got some passes I can lend you Chef up in the kitchen, but this ain't Benihana's But I'm working two Pacs, I call 'em baby mommas Verses the new ? she go in labor I'm tryin to make a profit so I cut it like a razor [Hook]
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