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(Wheezy outta here) Yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah) I made a b*t*h disappear like Houdini She ride on me just like a new Lamborghini Took a few links out the Rolex, I feel like a god, [?] Jeezy Everywhere I go b*t*hes call me a king Count so much money gotta bring the machine Sticks like Hibachi the one with the beam F&N out, duckin' agency Sleepin' on me, crank the car with no key Usually I'm pourin' up exotic tеa Drinkin' on O with a bad lil' freak Trappin' [?] got the white and green Coast to coast, flippin' еxotic teams I hit your hoe in the trap with the lean Have a hell of time whenever we link Haulin' our way to the Philippines Purchase ammo for my guillotine Do what I did and I got me some things I ain't never seen Pourin' it up like it's caffeine Came out the gutter, word up to my mother I came out the gutter to a magazine Scraped in the field 'fore they catchin' these stains In the field and you know I'm not an athlete Benjamin Franklins done got in my pockets, done got in my veins, they done got in my pores Surf in Australia, surf in America, surf in [the Stella long?], surf in Dior Rich n***a, f**ked that b*t*h just like I'm poor Stars on the ceilin', Rolls Royce on the floor Stars on the ceilin', Rolls Royce on the floor
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