Talkin' it and doin' it a different story (Talkin')
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Just to
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Yeah, yeah
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Wheezy outta here
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Ah-aha
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We live this shit for real (For real, for real)
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I blow money on my bitch
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Then killed the kitty, that bitch my city
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They bad as saditty
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I'd f*ck it, I admit it
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Can't wait to hit it
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Money, I'm gon' get it, I'm so terrific
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That's the way I'm livin'
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That's the way I'm buildin'
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Always be gettin' it, Patek this issue
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Flooded my wrist, you ain't gon' get this
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Hit it with extended, that pussy gettin' it
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When I pop that Perc', I can f*ck that bitch, make her go (ah)
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Yeah, yeah, in the sheets
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Call the hotel lobby, tell 'em we need clean sheets
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Knock that pussy out, I kill it, tell it, "Rest in peace"
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And if it smell like water, f*ck it, I'll kiss it to sleep
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I'm the realest, feel like 2Pac, call me Makaveli
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It really ain't shit a broke nigga can tell me
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I'm walkin' around with the chopper, it heavy
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Popped that lil' boy, sound like confetti
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Shot that lil' boy, now he in heaven
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I only like girls, told my mama don't worry
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She hate on my car cause she said it look girly
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Ain't f*ckin' these bitches, I know y'all ain't worthy
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Don't play the position, you gon' lose your jersey
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She's a good girl, now she turned bad
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Want a rich nigga? Gotta earn him
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Yeah, want a rich nigga? Gotta earn
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And I'm straighter than a damn perm
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Bought a million, now done wait your turn
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Yeah
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Yeah, talkin' it and doin' it a different story
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I be doin' it, not talkin' it, that's mandatory
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Countin' up blue faces watchin' a lil' Rick and Morty
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Yeah, just chillin, I'm still the richest nigga in the buildin'
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New car got stars in the ceilin'
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Amiri my jeans, rip in the denim
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New gun, his head rip when it hit 'em
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F*ck her, then leave, I'm not sentimental
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Pussy good, I'ma go in raw when I hit it
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Told me she would give it all for a nigga
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Gon' head, suck it through the draws for a nigga
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And take my body case if I get it
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Wockhardt with the Actavis, I'm sippin'
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I still got Molly in my system
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I still got Xannys on my mental
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It's been a couple years since I quit 'em
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I don't wanna relapse but I may relapse, that feelin' I miss it
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I mean, Perc's are cool, but I think I'm gettin' sick of em
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When I pop that Perc', I can f*ck that bitch, make her go (ah)
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Yeah, yeah, in the sheets
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Call the hotel lobby, tell 'em we need clean sheets
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Knock that pussy out, I kill it, tell it, "Rest in peace"
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And if it smell like water, f*ck it, I'll kiss it to sleep
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