Well if it ain't that hot spitta, guap getta, that's snow All in the hospital they go Hop in the Benz, Jetta or Rolls whether ballin' or broke I'mma kill em all slow And I be walkin with a bunch of swag Fuck that word, fuck, I'm back She just like Kirko, yep it bangs And I'm beatin' muthafuckas like a punching bag When I walk up in the club and these boys wanna look pink Wetter than a tub, and in time I'm rollin up You can check on all my funds And you know I'm comin' up Cuz I made a couple fuckin' hundred grand in a month And I got the rubber bands that'll snap right back And I got the upper hand cause I came right back And like I never ever left cause I'm sick like that Cali-swag with the pistol grip pump on my lap
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Yo, um, um, hola, whats up Got the purple and the double cup And I'm so high, got em all lookin up And I bet every guy in the club wanna touch Little chick in the shades and the smile and the chucks Bet they all blind, if they not, look it up Cuz the girl with the crunk group of girls yellin what Throwin bows, gettin drunk, better tussle in club They be yellin break it out, hold that drank Break it down, smoke that dank Gonna make it loud, what y'all think Got purple clouds, and my ? Got em messed up, these girls stay trippin But not this girl, cuz this girl stay pimpin And I was always taught get in where you fit in And I fit in really well in like every single city
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Yo, look, um, I be knowin everyone wanna come alive When I derive and I be spittin that fire Everybody got that look in their eyes When I get down on stage and then I get a little higher Cuz I buy y'all bars Y'all thought y'all stars My crew don't ever get tired Cuz they wired Liquor buy yours Higher just as my little picture on the flyer Chicks stay shocked how we steppin about Cars with no top how we gettin' around Thought y'all hot, we coolin' em down And my guns gon' clap while we checkin the sounds
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