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Yeah, yeah (Supah Mario) (That boy Cassius) Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Hey (Hey, that boy Cassius) That stiff dawg sh*t, n***a, uh Skinny-ass n***a in some big Balenciagas My girl was mad at him so I took the b*t*h shoppin' Drankin' champagne, spend the racks all in Prada Everybody know that he a big sh*t popper Smokin' ice cream, rollin' on some peach cobbler Hitters on the payroll and a couple doctors Why the f**k you think I pour up all of this Wockhardt? Hit the alarm on the 'Rari and it go (Brrt, brrt) Park the 'Rari, jump in the Challenger (Skrrt, skrrt) Feds watchin' me so I scramble 'em (ShakŠµ 'em up) Had your b*t*h at the room, but I had to put out She too freaky, nah, I couldn't handle her (Damn) My young n***as walk around with chandeliers (Damn) Yeah, chandelier the sh*t Khaled talkin' 'bout (Damn) Dolph hit the club, then the b*t*hes comin' out (Damn) I heard the opps in the club, n***a, point 'em out (b*t*h) n***a, stop all that hidin' and runnin' 'round (Rrah) I make your broke-ass brother gun you down (Rrah) Damn, you too thick, girl, turn around (Rrah) Lemme smack it one time and see how it sound Millionaire but I make my boy lay you down They don't give a f**k, they don't play around Somebody text me, so I look down My b*t*h waitin' on me in a Gabbana gown (Gabbana gown)
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