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Fell in Love
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42 Dugg
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And I done fell in love with this sh*t Money over b*t*hes, that's the motto Tell the waitress bring another bottle Hit the gas on these n***as, I ain't never slowing down The only way is up, we ain't ever going out Gave my all to this sh*t Stack it then ball that's the goal Homie tote the stick, he on parole Hope you n***as really know that we ain't playing with you n***as They got your boy a [?], [?] bands on these b*t*hes I got my sh*t together, got my b*t*h together I had a dream, Riq told me gon be rich forever Quit talking bout the money, n***a spend some cheddar I'm really laying like this, so I can hit whoever I place a call to her, it was 3 AM She said she just left the club, I told her bring a friend I know sh*t can get rough, so Imma bring some bands Nah I ain't trickin if you want it, all you do is ask I'm usually drippin, exclusive kicks with valentino tags And I ain't slowing down for 'em, Imma do the dash The type to take your ho from you, I ain't need a mask Infatuated bout this money [?] And I done fell in love with this sh*t Money over b*t*hes, that's the motto Tell the waitress bring another bottle Hit the gas on these n***as, I ain't never slowing down The only way is up, we ain't ever going out Gave my all to this sh*t Stack it then ball that's the goal Homie tote the stick, he on parole Hope you n***as really know that we ain't playing with you n***as They got your boy a [?], [?] bands on these b*t*hes It's true I risked my life for this sh*t No emotion, got me focused Hard to write to this sh*t Couple n***as I miss, writing letters, hope they get better Right now or never, bro uphill grindin' We still standing, that's bout eight in the books for 'em On parole with the— tryna look normal Got her performing, he just touched down, but is he scoring? Only us know what it do, [?] this sh*t ain't foreign You n***as took too long to get it going We been in the fast lane, it feel kinda slow Got a deal on the blow Pint seals gettin rolled still Ain't no if, and, or buts, you know we gon' kill And I done fell in love with this sh*t Money over b*t*hes, that's the motto Tell the waitress bring another bottle Hit the gas on these n***as, I ain't never slowing down The only way is up, we ain't ever going out Gave my all to this sh*t Stack it then ball that's the goal Homie tote the stick, he on parole Hope you n***as really know that we ain't playing with you n***as They got your boy a [?], [?] bands on these b*t*hes Man [?] with this sh*t When I was young, I was hitting licks And then I grew out of that sh*t I started bagging up the nicks, they move quick And then I graduated to a quarter brick This is it N***as snitching everyday, but it ain't sh*t A quarterback [?] These n***as be talking sh*t, they ain't f**king with us VVS diamonds in the [?], so you know who with us And plus my haters pulling up, energy I'm seaking That n***a [?] back on parole, but he'll shoot for me And I been stacking it to the cieling The feds came and hit my man, I wonder how he feeling And I done fell in love with this sh*t Money over b*t*hes, that's the motto Tell the waitress bring another bottle Hit the gas on these n***as, I ain't never slowing down The only way is up, we ain't ever going out Gave my all to this sh*t Stack it then ball that's the goal Homie tote the stick, he on parole Hope you n***as really know that we ain't playing with you n***as They got your boy a [?], [?] bands on these b*t*hes
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