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Loud got me caufhing
look like it's walk in
Shoes, they cost a fortune
Wait till I get that porshe in
lil b*t*h, she lightskinned
And she got some nice friends
They know me and my n***as [?] no questions
Money long, like what's that?
I don't call, I text that
got them bands in them
2 15's
palm trees
That b*t*h on Ashanti
My sh*t [?] my homies
money grow on trees
Smoke dope [?] blow [?]
Double G's, LV's
Spend it like we wealthy
More [?], that's [?] sh*t
Loud smoking like bay sh*t
I got it like I made it

Pulling up in that porshe, yeah it cost numbers
GBE, b*t*h, it's our summer
In the trap spending racks, like it ain't nothing
Put some changе on your brain, b*t*h [?] numbers
Add it up, I'm banding up
Money tall like it's standing up
cut it out
stand up
Pockеts full of 100's
dumb sl*ts
Getting head from a [?] ho
Big faces in my cargo
Money long like [?]
GBE
In the street like pot holes
Sneak dissing a** n***as
I don't like them like [?]
Belt chrome, my Prada shoes
I got more money than a lotta dudes
My team eat, a lotta food
Throwing money, it's raining men
I'm [?] king like [?]
With your b*t*h [?] friends
ladies man
Doing numbers like [?]

Pulling up in that porshe, yeah it cost numbers
GBE, b*t*h, it's our summer
In the trap spending racks, like it ain't nothing
Put some change on your brain, b*t*h [?] numbers

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