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Ooh, ooh, ooh
The Mekanix

This that sh*t, we pistol totin'
(Ooh)
This that sh*t, have you slow motion
(Ooh, ooh)
This that sh*t, make me feel important
Move that sh*t, you smell so potent
And I don't even know yo' name, but this year I'll make you famous
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
This year, I'll step my game up, I'll tell you how I came up
And I don't even know yo' name, but this year I'll make you famous
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
This year, I'll step my game up, I'll tell you how I came up

This ain't no Corvette, nah baby girl, this a Lamborghini
I'm ridin' 'round with a Drac', I'm bout to pull up and f**k on Kiki
I be like "Baby", f**k if you riding
I don't need yo' love, I got this guap right beside me
'Cause I got a couple pistol totes, that n***a play, we stick 'em up
I might just have to be the one to hit 'em up
Make the paramedics come pick him up
Soul out his body, he giving up
Might double back and finish 'em
Stamp a n***a, I'm sending 'em
Let these shots off, at least ten of 'em
Plus ten of them, plus ten of them
Hit your block, I'm spinnin' 'em, uh
(Ooh)
f**k [?], who friends with 'em?
(Ooh)
f**k his thot then send her back to live with him
(Ooh, ooh)
Got a thirty [?], she at the crib with 'em
All I know is stack them Benjamins
It don't take too much for me to sh*t on him
Yeah throwing shade but I still got lead on him
Diamonds sitting too hard, I can't fit in
(Ooh)
I done came too far, I can't give in
Steady dropping hits, knock it out the park, in the booth I don't do no missing
(Ooh, ooh)
I done got your b*t*h, I done broke her heart, young n***a ain't got no feelings
(Ooh)
You ain't come see me when I was in prison, so you can't be a part of my vision

This that sh*t, we pistol totin'
This that sh*t, have you slow motion
This that sh*t, make me feel important
Move that sh*t, you smell so potent
And I don't even know yo' name, but this year I'll make you famous
(Ooh, ooh)
This year, I'll step my game up, I'll tell you how I came up

n***a if it came down to the bread, what would you do?
Would you spend a hundred bands on some strippers? Tell the truth
You n***as is rapping lies, boy you f**king up the youth
They sayin' that I'm too negative, I'm teaching them to shoot
You claiming, your the opposite, but you don't got no common sense
Money make the world go 'round, what do you suppose?
Spending every dollar, breakin' pockets for a ho
Say what you want, but if you knew, I know they need it
I had you seeded, that's the reason I'm misconceited
(Ooh)
My life impleaded, I didn't wanna [?] defeatist
(Ooh)
I feel versatile, God gifted me with a curse
(Ooh)
I won't ever stop, until my heart stop beating

No, I don't even know yo' name (Yo name)
And I don't even know yo' name (Yo name)

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