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I feel like these n***as soft, n***as cupcake (N***as soft)
Told her I don't want no pu**y, lemme f**k face (I don't want no pu**y)
Last night was Prada down, had a rough day (Prada down)
(Ten11)
My feet will never ever feel how no Chuck lace
(DJ this sh*t hard, on God)
Big foreigns blockin' all the neighbors front gate (Big foreigns)
In the stu', I'm tryna see what b*t*hes up late (Who up?)
On the phone with my jeweler, what's the update? (What's the update?)
I could see from court side, these n***as pump faking
Wouldn't believe what I paid for my watch (Wouldn't believe it)
Can't believ? what I paid for this Wock' (Can't believe it)
Fifteen hundr?d dollars in this pop (In this soda)
Put yo' lips on this cup, you bet not (You bet not)
Quiet b*t*h locked me up, I was shocked (I was shocked)
Looked down at my pockets, they on steroids (Steroids)
Barry bonds me a n***a, Uncle Elroy (Uncle Elroy)
Here go twenty five hundred, get yo' hair done (Get yo' hair done)
B*t*h I paid every bill, you can't trip none
I'm with eight b*t*hes outta town, make the trip fun (Eight b*t*hes)
This my last cup, I can't afford to spill none (I can't spill none)
Told the chef make my plate when the meal done (When it's done)
Jeeezy pulled up in the Lamb', you should've seen him (You should've seen him)
Hundreds in the glove compartment for no reason (For no reason)
Need some undergarments, finna go to Neimans (Yeah, f**k it)
A lot of great b*t*hes know about this p*n*s (On my mama)
My b*t*hed popped up on me, what you thinkin'? (F**k you doing?)
I ain't even writing sh*t, I'm just speaking
I ain't never wrote no sh*t down, I just wing it (I just wing it)
I can show you how to run these plays, I'm Sarkisian (I'm Sarkisian)
Rich b*t*hes with some fire head what I'm seeking (What I'm seeking)
Seen yo' baby daddy, he still sliding in that Lincoln (This n***a lame)
I just seen yo' b*t*h slide in the lil' Honda (In that Honda)
All I want is face, told her I don't go no condom (I don't go no condom)
Thirteen hundred dollar shirt, yeah no problem (Thirteen hundred)
Big shoes on the bottom say P-R-ADA (P-R-ADA)
Give her ten bands every time I see my mama
Bring ten friends when you come to see Obama (Ten friends)
N***as asking me "Where the hoes?" 'Cause I got 'em ('Cause I got 'em)
Can't bring no lame 'round my bros, they might rob 'em (They might rob 'em)
Forgis got me sitting real high like a Tonka (Like a Tonka)
I keep f**king all my b*t*h friends, that's my problem (That's my problem)
All these black trucks pulling up, where my driver? (Where my driver?)
My b*t*h bad and she thick as f**k, I can't hide her (I can't hide her)
In DaVinci bleeding, damn I need to go to Kaiser (God damn)
All you did was suck it for a hour, how you tired? (How you tired?)
We ain't never tripping over b*t*hes, that sh*t minor (That sh*t minor)
At Celine getting dressed, I don't need no iron (I don't need no iron)
Putting this sh*t on, paid a lot for my attire (Put that sh*t on)
Jeeezy he that n***a, all the pretty hoes admire (They admire)
Five star plates, I ain't eating at no diner (Eating at no diners)
Stuff a eighth in a wood, I don't need no grinder (I don't need no grinder)
I want the baddest out the friends, lemme meet the rest (Baddest one)
Shoot dubs, man I hate how these n***as bet (Hate how these n***as bet)
Swear to God, man I hate how these n***as dress (Hate how these n***as dress)
Facetime with a famous b*t*h, it won't reconnect (It won't reconnect)
I just dumped all my b*t*hes, finna reselect (Reselect)
Everything you want in that box, right there to the left (To the left)
She love my cologne, she like "Damn n***a what is that?" (What is that?)
Ga**in' on my song, they like damn where the chorus at? (Ain't no chorus)
BucksClan we can't lose, I'm the quarterback (I'm the quarterback)
Gabbana frames on my face, feel like Horace Grant (Horace Grant)

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