[Verse 1: Curren$y] Back of the spot, smoked out, that's how you find me Weed clouds around me, bad bitch on the side of me Say she wearing shades so she can watch her nigga shining Bottom bitch come out on top, cause she really riding Know them tires sliding, fastest thing in the parking lot, that's mine mama Now gon' get inside it Wave bye to your partners, windows clearer than Vodka Only tinted my silver Bentley that came with a driver Back at the crib, ran through hella bitches in that walk in shower Try to be lowkey, but they get smashed too good They go to talking about it Her best friend looking for me, when she say me I was hopping Out of that uh... she ain't know what it was but I was looking like drugs to her And the fur lay, paid Polar bear skin rug love, you tryna' do Say what?
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[Verse 2: Juvenile] My neck game be moon walking, wrist game be bus stopping Earrings be two stepping, tee game be pussy popping Smoke good, feel good, walk right, swag up Money right, stacked up, now whoop this nigga want act up? I'm thugged out in this bitch, got a whole club on my wrist Money, women, and fast cars, I love all of that shit Whatever you heard about a real nigga, I does all of that shit East, west, out mid-west, got plugs in all of that shit But Uptown's my stomping, dope game be jumping And we got whatever you need it, all depends on who want some Glock next to my johnson, big dog on my function Ice game like hockey, I'm confident and I'm cocky I got Benjamin's in my pocket, credit cards in my wallet A bitch on my dick, and she bouncing up, hydraulic Then that ho told me she love me, I told her bitch you lying You don't like me, it's the money You say that shit all the time
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