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ON FYE (Original Version)
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Stunna 4 Vegas
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Uh, uh Uh, uh It's Rich Youngin, b*t*h Coach 41, n***a (Hollo) Stupid ass n***a (Ayy, Hollo, turn me up), f**k, ha, uh She wan' see how I live, so I'ma show her b*t*h, I got the bag like I'm a grower The clip extended, you know it's showin' I just popped some Perkys, you know I'm rollin' (I'm rollin') Mix your bro with exotic, he keep me goin' (Keep me goin') Big Glock on my hip while I perform (Boom) My n***as slide on your strip with them heaters on (Come here) Stunna on fire, somebody ring the alarm (Uh) Hot, b*t*h, I'm on fire I'ma run this sh*t all the way up 'til I die (Cash) Play with me, he better not try to (Uh) Or you came to get hit with that fire (Yeah) We deep like 300, Spartan (Yeah) Spark sh*t like the Fourth of July, uh Young n***a came from the apartment (On gang) I was broke, but still had the glick on my side (I swear) A n***a keep slippin', get hit on my side Try to spin on my side and we flippin' the ride, uh (No cap) He say he bustin', he lyin', he high He a b*t*h, ain't never slung iron (What the f**k?) I won't open my mouth, I'ma open fire (Boom) Want smoke with us, commit suicide (b*t*h) Put d**k down her throat, tell her, "Open wide" (Uh) She a eater, the ho tryna chew the guys I bang red, but I'm blue inside Why you say that? Uh, my heart cold (Ice) I'm 'bout my chicken like Roscoe's (f**k) Pressure on, they be tuckin' they taco (Where you at?) Marathon, I ran them racks up (Okay) I'm f**kin' that b*t*h with my strap and my ice on Big slime, 4X a python This n***a touch me and we slidin' all night long (Ha)
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