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Dedicated to all my niggas up North
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Dedicated to the dirty South of course
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Dedicated to all my niggas on the East
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Dedicated to West Coast niggas is beasts...
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This from us to you and all of them
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Don't get gas my nigga watch your rims
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I started off in a hood, in what you would call a lemon...
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Me? I was a nerd, niggas thought it was a gimmick.
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Now I got the maybach, curtains in linen...
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White maranella with the burgundy in it.
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Tinted?
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For real.
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Now watch how we spin it.
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River side drive in about 5 minutes
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4 5 2...
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Achoo...
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Make a nigga sneeze when we ride by you.
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Ice cream jeans with a march yellow top...
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Polo 7-5-8s with socks.
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Am I high?
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Fa sho
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How we count dough?
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We count commas...
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Ya'll niggas count 0's
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Come to VIP nigga we can count hos...
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Don't forget the candy pan sittin on vouges.
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Plus I got banana clips under my clothes...
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This is redicated to niggas that flips O's.
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Ayo come to Garcon...
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Y saunt lauran
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You ever seen the hard bottoms on a long vauze?
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The bullets make a nigga hit the bottom real hard...
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You ever seen the spikes on the new Lou Vuittons
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Spike a bitch drink make a bitch go hard
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Red Air Max with the f*ckin Go-Karts
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When you already did it, what the f*ck is go hard?
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Synchronize automotives, walk out with no charge.
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With yo broad,
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Oh lord, while your wife at somewhere typin
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We on Rodeo somewhere swipin.
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You do it like Nike, my shit Lightnin
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Back to back Lambo, inside frightnin
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This shit criminal we should be indicted...
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Your chicks riding shotgun, had that as dikin
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Like Paquiao fightin.
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This shit is exciting
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Top down, bumpin Bar-Kays...
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Hermes bucket with the Tom Ford Shades.
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Four shades...
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Four seasons...
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Six-Fours...
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More reasons...
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More money...
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Whore season.
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Are you listenin mah?
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Your cheesin.
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We at the Staples on the floor, whole season...
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It's the pink slip club, nigga no leasin.
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Ya ex-boyfriend, Policin...
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Brush em off like my moncler fleece son
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You know I'm gang affiliated, don't get naughty.
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We could call henchmen...
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Or we could call shorty.
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Or we could call Hector...
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Or we could call Jorge.
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Papi owe me favors...
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I know he won't ignore me.
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Everybody loco niggas gotta show me...
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Tell ya girl there's a fire in my pants...
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Blow me.
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