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DAYTONA
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Part I (Indigo) (Okay, Embasin, whatever) Hands in the air, this a stickup Put 'em up high like a d**k up I throw that money, she pick up Go in my room and she lick up Hiccup, hiccup She suck me up 'til she hiccup n***a want a show, that's big bucks Stacking that money, I get up Try to backstab me, I flip the script Stupid lil' b*t*h, we sipping on 'script I ain't got time for you and your lip Talking down on me, down this ditch Way too impatient for all that chit chat I'm in this sh*t with an AK bicked back All these n***as ain't even got a big strap I'm in this sh*t, blow your back with a big gat That's your ho, yeah, Fauni done hit that That's your wife, yeah, been there, did that All of my n***as gon' get them big racks Big, big, big, big, big, big racks pu**y lil' boy, you a snitch, you a big rat Break a b*t*h off just like she a kit kat I'm in this sh*t so fresh like tic tac, yeah, yeah Think I might die a bachelor, yeah, yеah All of that gossip, f**k what you heard, yeah, yeah Two Pеrc' tens, my words on slurred, yeah, yeah She bad to you, I gave her the curve Bad to you, that b*t*h got swerved n***a want a feature, better bring that verse f**k these hoes 'cause the gang come first Death on the dash, young n***a gon' flirt How you get shot by a man with a purse? Jackie Chan chopstick, three-round burst We skip the funeral, put 'em on shirts Whole lotta drugs 'cause the pain keeps hurting Tokyo Drift, driving in reverse Home is where the heart is, my sh*t gloom .45 on me like it's glue .45 on me like tattoo Shawty your b*t*h may hurt my boo Feel like Drake, at hooters with a hooter Shawty, she bad 'cause she fine and thick Stare at lil' mama like who is you Hands in the air, this a stickup Put 'em up high like a d**k up I throw that money, she pick up Go in my room and she lick up Hiccup, hiccup She suck me up 'til she hiccup n***a want a show, that's big bucks Stacking that money, I get up Try to backstab me, I flip the script Stupid lil' b*t*h, we sipping on 'script I ain't got time for you and your lip Talking down on me, down this ditch Way too impatient for all that chit chat I'm in this sh*t with an AK bicked back All these n***as ain't even got a big strap I'm in this sh*t, blow your back with a big gat Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Part 2 (Indigo) (Okay, Embasin, whatever) Yeah, push the pedal, 220 my dash Push the pedal, 220 my dash Push the pedal, 220 my dash Push the pedal, 220 my dash Push the pedal, 220 my dash Push the pedal, 220 my dash Push the pedal, 220 my dash Push the pedal, 220 my dash Push the pedal, 220 my dash Push the pedal, 220 my dash Push the pedal, 220 my dash, yeah, yeah Push the pedal, 220 my dash Push the pedal, 220 my dash Push the pedal, 220 my dash Big racks, going shopping at Saks Big shot hit light for the static Chopper hit like lightning for the static These n***as, they don't even matter These b*t*hes don't even matter Fill your whole body up with matter Black plague, I'm a walking disaster I done came in this sh*t for the [?] And I'll leave you here after I'ma shine bright like my diamonds I'ma shine bright like my diamonds I'ma shine bright like my diamonds, yeah I'ma shine bright like my diamonds I'ma shine bright like my diamonds I'ma shine bright like my diamonds, yeah, yeah I'ma shine bright like my diamonds I'ma shine bright like my diamonds I'ma shine bright like my diamonds, yeah, yeah, yeah I'ma shine bright like my diamonds I'ma shine bright like my diamonds I'ma shine bright like my diamonds, yeah, yeah Get slimed like a Gemini two-faced Hundreds came in with the suitcase These n***as get washed like toothpaste, yeah, yeah Broke-ass n***a, you need cheesecake Buddy, you ain't even no cheapskate You ain't got money to pay for your own plate, yeah, yeah, yeah Said that she wanna go bowling I took the b*t*h out to Cascade, she wanna roll blade, yeah, yeah, yeah After that, go back to the crib, shawty, she down with the roleplay Got her all dressed like [?] yeah, yeah Sitting sideways on my driveway I'm the one like I'm just kickstanding And the styro got me kickstand The styro got me kickstand And the styro got me kickstand And the styro got me stiff, yeah, yeah, yeah Then gravity came, got mixed in Then gravity came, got mixed in Then gravity came, got mixed in, yeah, yeah And the styro got me kickstand And the styro got me kickstand And the styro got me kickstand, yeah, yeah Then gravity came, got mixed in Then gravity came, got mixed in Then gravity came, got mixed in, yeah, yeah Pull up and your ho go missing My n***as don't wanna war These n***as gon' sign a petition, yeah, yeah I came with a big ol' stick That chopper, that FN rip That karma, forgot a grip, yeah, yeah, yeah These n***as, they always snitch These n***as, they Crime Stoppers Probably give the feds a tip, yeah, yeah I'm at Follies, give your ho a tip She dancing up on this d**k She slobbing up on this tip, yeah, yeah Keep a hammer, big stick Keep a hammer, big pistol And that sh*t came with stick, yeah, yeah Sleezy like a salesman I could sell water to the motherf**king ocean, yeah, yeah, yeah All of my n***as going in All of my n***as want it b*t*h, I'm hungry, so we want it Baby, I'm a real bounty hunter but still wanted
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