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N***as love my old hoes, you can have those (You can have those)
Clan eating good?and?we pack shows?(Eating good)
F**k Burger King, I want?Mastro's (I want Mastro's)
We ain't standing in no lines, we?do?back?doors  (Back?doors)
Goyard bag, yeah,?we pack poles (Yeah, we pack poles)
Zig-zag Louis', had to grab those (Had to grab those)
Ain't no weak b*t*hes with us, only bad hoes (Only bad hoes)
She ain't got no edges, I look past those (I look past 'em)
She ain't got no edges, I don't want her (Hell nah)
Make a wish in this Wraith, Timmy Turner (Damn, I wish)
Thirsty-a** hoes need some water (Them b*t*hes thirsty)
Taking n***as out the game, I'm Coach Carter (Coach Carter)
Teach these n***as how to ball, that's what the ballers do (That's what the ballers do)
Big bills in my pockets and they all blue (All blue)
I just punched this card, I bet it go through (I hope so)
Lamb' spittin' blue flames, look like Goku (Like Goku)
Yeah I'm Fendi down, check my whole fit (Fendi down)
Told her from the jump, I got a whole b*t*h (I got a whole b*t*h)
Hell nah, we ain't puntin', finna score six (Finna score)
New foreigns pullin' up, ain't no '06 (Ain't no '06)
Pa**in' every play, n***a, no picks (No picks)
Got exotic in this 'Wood, n***a, no sticks
B*t*h, I smoke good, every day though (Every day though)
Trell keep bringing bags from the Bay though (From the Bay though)
Cookies beatin' up my lungs, this some bebo (God Damn)
My b*t*h a** fat, feel like Play-Doh (Play-Doh)
Bad tan b*t*h, look like J-Lo (Look like J-Lo)
N***as hatin' on the Clan, that sh*t gay though (N***as gay)
My b*t*h bad, she don't play about her lashes (Hell nah)
Crash get behind her, she gon' stash it (She gon' stash it)
She got this trick with her tongue, she know magic (She know magic)
I just spent five-thousand on her outfit (I did)
Bra** knuckles on my wrist, get yo' sh*t split (Get yo' sh*t split)
Flames comin' out these pipes, you can't miss this (Bro, fact)
N***as copy all our sh*t, y'all my children (N***as gay)
We all eatin' at this table like we Pilgrims (Like we Pilgrims)
N***as tryna be my clone, that sh*t tragic
Lipgloss, bamboo, she so ratchet (Yeah, she bad)
A n***a ran up on the Clan on some fan sh*t (On some gay sh*t)
I just threw a thousand ones on some Clan sh*t (N***a)
Yeah I'm finna ask yo' bih if she got BOA (If she got BOA)
I keep blowing through them strips like they flew away (God damn)
You be loving all the hoes that I shoo away (B*t*h, move)
N***as buying clothes that I threw away (N***as bums)
Putting boxes in the trunk, finna move away (Go, go)
Really in the field like a two-a-day (N***a)
I ain't in that Benz, I'm in the coupe today (In the coupe)
Big double-R, ain't no roof today (Lil' n***a)
Big bag on me, bring the load in (Bring it in)
I just told the b*t*h to bring her ho friends (Bring 'em all)
Yeah, she let me drive her whip, I'm doing one-ten (Going fast)
Finna act a fool in this big Benz (Ooh)
1942, she don't drink gin (Hell nah)
Tryna puff me on her sh*t, she ain't my girlfriend (The f**k?)
Know we be at crazy girls every weekend (Every time)
Drippin' like I dove off the deep end (Off the deep end)
You ain't f**kin' with the Clan, let that sink in (Let that sink in)
We them n***as, if we wanted, we gon' break in (Yeah)
Yeah my b*t*h super bad, bringing cake in (Cake in)
Tell the DJ play my sh*t when I walk in (When I walk in)

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