| One day it’s gon' rain on you
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| Doin' women, got the murder stain
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| Me and my niggas, we be stuntin' and sufferin'
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| Stuntin' and sufferin', stuntin' and sufferin'
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| Stuntin' and sufferin', nigga
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| Any of you gettin high, runna block on a
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| Had a lotta' dough, blowin' smoke
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| We don’t fuck, what 'em haters know?
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| (Tellin' 'em what we doin', Tellin' 'em what we talkin' bout)
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| (We into this music, takes me into that)
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| Make it bounce, look round
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| Hoe that playin this sound, what now?
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| When I touch down, bust down
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| (Niggas goin' hate own you)
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| (You'll still be rainin', brain on you)
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| These hoes dancin', they’ll make you lose the dough
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| They’re just so low, they’ll make me lose my soul
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| I just focused, my brain is on slow-mo
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| I just come here to make you lose control, lose control, lose control,
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| lose control, lose control, lose control, lose control, lose control,
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| lose control, lose control, lose control, lose control, lose control,
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| lose control, lose control, lose control
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| Any of you gettin high, runna block on a
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| Had a lotta' dough, blowin' smoke
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| We don’t fuck, what 'em hater know?
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| Look round
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| Hoe that playin this sound, what now?
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| When I touch down, bust down
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| Bust down
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| What now?
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| Touch down
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| These hoes dancin', they’ll make you lose the dough
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| They’re just so low, they’ll make me lose my soul
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| I just focused, my brain is on slow-mo
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| I just come here to make you lose control
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| One day it’s gon' rain on you
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| Doin' women, got the murder stain
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| Me and my niggas, we be stuntin' and sufferin'
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| Stuntin' and sufferin', stuntin' and sufferin'
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| Stuntin' and sufferin', nigga
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| Any of you gettin high, runna block on a
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| Had a lotta' dough, blowin' smoke
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| We don’t fuck, what 'em haters know
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| (Tellin' 'em what we doin, tellin' 'em what we talkin bout)
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| (We into this music, takes me into that)
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| Make it bounce, look round
 | 
| Hoe that playin this sound, what now?
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| When I touch down, bust down
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| (Niggas goin' hate own you)
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| (You'll still be rainin', brain on you)
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| What em haters know?
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| Bust down
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| Look round
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| Hoe that playin this sound, what know?
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| When I touch down, bust down
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| Bust down
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| What now?
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| Touch Down |