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Yeah, drums and the bass, wind up with me, sing the mothafucker

Niggas wanna slow me down, it's too mothafuckin’ late
Niggas wanna book me now, 25 is the rate
I'ma stunt, I'ma ball in their mothafuckin’ face
This ain't me, this is God, this is mothafuckin' fate
All these diamonds that I sprinkled in the mothafuckin' face
Had the dirty Converse, they ain't wanna conversate
I been plottin' on a crib, need a pool and a gate
All this jewelry on a nigga, need a tool and a safe
Run this whole fuckin' city on my mothafuckin' pace
Run this whole fuckin’ city on my —

I don’t wanna be a dog, but these hoes want me to dog (Hoo)
Don't know what she did with [Charles?], she came here and took it off
Ain’t no phones in the crib, hand 'em over, turn 'em off
Taking pics by my wall, man, these broads got some balls
Get your paws off my cars 'cause it happenin’ all the time
Gotta pay the shooters, girl, 'cause the help is hard to find
Drop down to the pole, then I tell her, "Nevermind,"
Might be bad, but she ain't be good, and I know these hoes be lyin'
Niggas' feelings gettin' hurt, I just pray they never mind
Niggas' niggas gettin' hurt

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