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I got different hoes, in different area codes (Woo, woo) I feel like Luda, hop out with the shooters (Woo, woo) If I'm gon' cuff that b*t*h, gotta make sure that her head right (Woo, woo) Got a red beam, caught him sleepin' at the red light These n***as been cappin', I can't do that sh*t no mo' (Woo, woo) If a n***a wasn't real, he can't be around Ricch no more (No) Hit it one time, I can't even f**k no more (Woo, woo) Made a million, I don't even count no more (Woo, woo) Rare talk, yeah, talk, I'm gettin' to the bag, n***a N***as call me Goyard Roddy 'cause a n***a hoppin' out my bag, n***a Never fell in love with a b*t*h 'cause Ricch ain't goin' out sad, n***a I was just choppin' it up with Meek, now I hop out the Wag', n***a Whippin' up dope, got the re-work, spilled it on my t-shirt That Justin Bieber, she love my trap demeanor How you n***as say you robbin', you ain't never make the news (Never made the news) Countin' up 10 racks, then I got some brand new shoes I got a brown skin bad as Meagan Good Pullin' up Panamera when I'm in my hood N***as think I made a million off the drugs Take care of my dawgs on death row like I'm Suge (Yeah, yeah) I got different hoes, in different area codes (Woo, woo) I feel like Luda, hop out with the shooters (Woo, woo) If I'm gon' cuff that b*t*h, gotta make sure that her head right (Woo, woo) Got a red beam, caught him sleepin' at the red light These n***as been cappin', I can't do that sh*t no mo' (Woo, woo) If a n***a wasn't real, he can't be around Ricch no more (No) Hit it one time, I can't even f**k no more (Woo, woo) Made a million, I don't even count no more (Woo, woo) I just f**ked her then I kicked her, no romancin' She just like me 'cause my diamonds dancin' like a ballerina If a n***a movin' by myself, then I gotta have a Nina Told that b*t*h I only want her, I ain't never ever need her Gotta get a Puma deal, waitin' on my call for memory Slangin' that white girl, Miley Cyrus, but my plug Vietnamese See all these n***as hate me 'cause I got these racks on me And my diamonds water, b*t*h, I spent a dub for the submarine I got a new broad in every city I've been steppin' in I hopped on the private with Louis V luggage I got a new bag and hopped in the Benz Got the new Cartier gla**es I'm Crippin', lil' n***a, the navy blue tinted the lens I just need Benjamins, I don't need no friends I got different hoes, in different area codes (Woo, woo) I feel like Luda, hop out with the shooters (Woo, woo) If I'm gon' cuff that b*t*h, gotta make sure that her head right (Woo, woo) Got a red beam, caught him sleepin' at the red light These n***as been cappin', I can't do that sh*t no mo' (Woo, woo) If a n***a wasn't real, he can't be around Ricch no more (No) Hit it one time, I can't even f**k no more (Woo, woo) Made a million, I don't even count no more (Woo, woo)
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