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Lulu, uh Yeah, n***a, let me get a light, smokin' this mimosa Why the popo so vexed for? They raid the wrong house, we had the dope and money next door (Hahahaha) Uh, the water on my neck pure And I ain't even get the backend yet from my next tour (Hah) Huh, that's what they so upset for They broke, so they gon' stress more, I keep my gun on me, you left yours (They stressin') My money in line, that's why I'm good with the connect for Dog food in the trunk like I just left the pet store (Talk to 'em) Free the brodie, they got my dude up in the mountains (Hah) When we was fifteen, we used to shoot up n***as' houses (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot) Started with an eight ball and then I moved a couple ounces I f**ked n***as' baby mamas, even seduced a couple spouses (Hah) I just blew a couple thousand on shoes that ain't even out yet pu**y good, get a new outfit, Christian Loubs if her mouth wet (Woo) Uh, n***as ain't richer than me, I doubt that Set the streets on fire and n***as ain't put me out yet (Brr) Machine b*t*h I told my shooter when you shoot it, you unload (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, boom, boom, boom) Ain't it funny how we open laundromats to wash the money from the load? (Laundromat rap, n***a) My Spanish homie on the west, he think he Tony, when he sniff, he lose control (Perico, ah) And he don't care who out there when he slide, he gon' pull up and start emptyin' the pole (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, brr) And everybody goes, n***a
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