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Ugh Ugh We blowing money fast on this side, n***a Catch up, n***a I think I'm Big Meech (Ugh), Larry Hoover Whippin' work, hallelujah One nation under God Real n***as gettin' money from the f**kin' start I think I'm Big Meech (Woo), Larry Hoover (Woo) Gettin' work, hallelujah One nation, under God Real n***as gettin' money from the f**kin' start My Rolls Royce triple-black, I'm Geechie, ho Ballin' in the club, bottles like I'm Meechie, ho Rozay—that's my nickname Cocaine runnin' in my big veins Self-made, you just affiliated I build it ground-up, you bought it renovated Talkin' plenty capers, nothing's been authenticated Funny, you claimin' the same b*t*h that I'm penеtrating Hold the bottles up, wherе my comrades? Where the f**kin' felons? Where my dogs at? (Ugh!) I got that Archie Bunker And it's so white, I just might charge you double I think I'm Big Meech (Ugh), Larry Hoover Whippin' work, hallelujah One nation, under God Real n***as gettin' money from the f**kin' start I think I'm Big Meech (Woo), Larry Hoover (Woo) Gettin' work, hallelujah One nation, under God Real n***as gettin' money from the f**kin' start These motherf**kers mad that I'm icy! (Boss) Stunt so hard, make them come indict me (Ugh) I think I'm Big Meech, look at my timepiece It's an Audem-ir, hundred racks at least Look at yourself, now look at me (Me!) You can't see a n***a, I'm what you used to be (Ha) Look at it this way (Yeah), you n***as sideways (Sideways) Always gettin' money, my n***a, crime pays (Crime pays) So f**k a n***a (f**k a n***a), I'm self-made (Self-made) You a sucker n***a (Sucker n***a), I'm self-paid (Self-paid) This for my broke n***as (Broke n***as), this for my rich n***as (Rich n***as) Got a hundred on a head of a snitch n***a (Ugh) I think I'm Big Meech, Larry Hoover Whippin' work, hallelujah One nation, under God Real n***as gettin' money from the f**kin' start I think I'm Big Meech (Woo), Larry Hoover (Ross, what up?) Gettin' work, hallelujah (S.P. the Ghost) One nation, under God (Y'all n***as know what it is) Real n***as gettin' money from the f**kin' start (Let's get it, my n***a, yeah) The thirty-six holes leave you bleedin', family (Bleedin') Word to them thirty-six Os in a kilogram (Ha) Blunt tip orange like caviar Wildin' out, fishtailin', Subaru, rally car (Fishtailin') Out the passenger, lettin' the automatty off (Let it off) A eighth of that girl I'll knock your mommy and your daddy off (You know that!) f**k around and knock the emblem on the Caddy off (f**k around) Four shooters buggin' out, blickin' at your Caddy doors (Blick-outs) And did I mention guns from Red Dead Redemption? (Did I?) Nine-mils, fifty-clip extensions (A long clip) Coke is like a mattress in the hood, I'm flippin' on it (I'm flippin') And the money's like a chair, I'm sittin' on it (Keep quiet, n***a) I think I'm Big Meech (Ugh), Larry Hoover Whippin' work, hallelujah One nation, under God Real n***as gettin' money from the f**kin' start I think I'm Big Meech (Woo), Larry Hoover (Woo) Gettin' work, hallelujah One nation, under God Real n***as gettin' money from the f**kin' start Maybach Music
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