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Yo Never fucked Wayne I never fucked Drake
On my life man fuck's sake
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If I did I'd ménage with'em and let 'em eat my ass like a cupcake
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My man full he just ate
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I don't duck nobody but tape
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Yeah that was a setup for a punchline on duct tape
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Wowowoworried 'bout if my butt fake
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Worryworry 'bout y'all niggas us straight
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Ththese girls are my sons JoJon & Kate Plus Eight
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When I walk in sit up straight
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I don't give a fuck if I was late
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Dinner with my man on a Gfive is my idea of a update
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Huthut one huthut two big titties big butt too
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Fufuck with them real niggas who don't tell niggas what they up to
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Had to show bitches where the top is riring finger where the rock is
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Thethese hoes couldn't test me even if their name was Pop Quiz
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Bad bitches who I fuck wit mamamad bitches we don't fuck with
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I don't fuck with them chickens unless they last name is Cutlet ■
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Let it soak in ■ like seasoning ■
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And tell 'em bitches blow me ■ Lance Stephenson
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Raise every bottle and cup in the sky ■
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Sparks in the air like the Fourth of July ■
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Nothing but bad bitches in here tonight ■
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Oh if you lame and you know it be quiet ■
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Nothing but real niggas only
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Bad bitches only
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Rich niggas only
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Independent bitches only
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Boss niggas only
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Thick bitches only
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I got my real niggas here by my side ■ only
Verse
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I never fucked Nicki 'cause she got a man
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But when that's over then I'm first in line
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And the other day in her Maybach
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I thought Goddamn this is the perfect time
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We had just come from that video
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You know LA traffic how the city slow
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She was sitting down on that big butt
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But I was still staring at the titties though ■
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Yeah lowkey it may be highkey
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I been peeped that you like me you know
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Who the f you really wanna be with besides me I mean ■
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It doesn't take much for us to do this shit quietly I mean ■
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She say I'm obsessed with thick women and I agree ■
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Yeah that's right I like my girls BBW ■
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Yeah type that wanna suck you dry and then eat some lunch with you ■
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Yeah so thick that everybody else in the room is so uncomfortable ■
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Ass on Houston Texas but the face look just like Clair Huxtable
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Oh Yeah you the man in the city when the mayor fuck with you
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The NBA players fuck with you
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The badass bitches doing makeup and hair fuck with you
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Oh that's 'cause I believe in something I stand for it ■
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And Nicki if you ever tryna fuck
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Just give me the headsup so I can plan for it
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Raise every bottle and cup in the sky ■
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Sparks in the air like the Fourth of July ■
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Nothing but bad bitches in here tonight ■
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Oh if you lame and you know it be quiet ■
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Nothing but real niggas only
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Bad bitches only
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Rich niggas only
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Independent bitches only
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Boss niggas only
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Thick bitches only
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I got my real niggas here by my side ■ only
Verse
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I never fucked Nick' and that's fucked up
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If I did fuck she'd be fucked up
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Whoever is hittin' ain't hittin' it right
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'cause she act like she need dick in her life
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That's another story I'm no story teller
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I piss greatness like goldish yellow
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All my goons so overzealous
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I'm from Hollygrove the holy Mecca
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Calender ■ say I got money for days
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I squirm and I shake but I'm stuck in my ways
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My girlfriend will beat a bitch up if she wave
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They bet' not fuck with her surfboard surfboard
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My eyes are so bright I take cover for shade
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Don't have my money Take mothers instead
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You got the hiccups you swallowed the truth
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Then I make you burp boy treat beef like sirloin
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I'm talkin' 'bout runnin' in houses with army guns
So think about your son and daughter rooms
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Got two hoes with me masked up they got smaller guns
Ain't thinkin' bout your son and daughter rooms
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This shit is crazy my nigga
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I mean brazy my nigga
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That money talk I just rephrase it my nigga
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Blood gang take the b off behavior my nigga
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Lookin' for reals if you mouth off I blow your face off
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I mean poppoppop then I take off
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Nigga now you see me nigga now you don't
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Like Jamie Foxx acting like Ray Charles
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Sixteen in a clip one in the chamber seventeen Ward bully with seventeen
bullets
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My story is how I went from poor me
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To please pour me a drink and celebrate with me
Chorus
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Raise every bottle and cup in the sky ■
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Sparks in the air like the Fourth of July ■
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Nothing but bad bitches in here tonight ■
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Oh if you lame and you know it be quiet ■
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Nothing but real niggas only
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Bad bitches only
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Rich niggas only
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Independent bitches only
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Boss niggas only
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Thick bitches only
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I got my real niggas here by my side ■ only
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