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Hard in the Paint
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Rick Ross
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Shout out to all my real n***as who run wild Ain't nothing changed But the 'rarri, the Lambo, the Bentley, the Maybach, the Phantom, the Aston, the Spyker The Seven Trey, the seven deuce, the seven one, the seven fours I go hard in the mothaf**kin' paint, n***a Touch eight figures, stuff it in the bank, n***a, uh Order twenty bottles of the Rozay f**k first week, b*t*h, I ordered Moët To these n***as, I'm a mothaf**kin' problem Hang with the Bloods, all the Crips, all the robbers See Gucci, that's my mothaf**kin' n***a Twenty racks on it, b*t*h, you f**kin' with a killer I can't hang with no pu**y ass n***a Thousand carats in the chain, quarter milli for it, n***a You think I give a f**k what other n***as think? Make another million every time a n***a blink I'm rollin' up the purple and I'm sippIN' pink Champagne drown a b*t*h until she gotta pee She only get to ride unless she keep it wet You lookin' at a gangsta in disguise, you just ain't seen it yet Call up bee's and Beevis 'cause she butt heads She know I'm busy, I don't need nothin' but head And I'm payin' top dollar Chain so big, can't pop my collar Pop one pill, make a n***a spend a grand Pop two pills, make a n***a wanna dance Pop my trunk, pop me a n***a Just last night, I had a dream I shot me a... Pop my trunk, I'mma pop me a... Just last night, I had a dream I shot me a n***a
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