| I said im stepping out with my niggas tonight
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| Its young money bitch and
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| You can do whoever you like
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| You can do whoever you like
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| I said Gudda Gudda, T-Streets, Drizzy, Drake, Mack Main, Jae Millz, Tyga Tyga
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| You can do whoever you like
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| You can do whoever you like
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| I said im stepping out with my niggas tonight
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| Its young money bitch and
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| You can do whoever you like
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| You can do whoever you like
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| Yea Gudda Gudda, T-Streets, Drizzy, Drake, Mack Main, Jae Millz, Tyga Tyga
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| You can do whoever you like
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| You can do whoever you like
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| Baby we are so live you aint gotta check for a pulse
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| Its young money
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| But you can call us multiple choice
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| See you can choose me
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| Choose Mack Or Gudda Gudda, Streets, Drizzy, Drake, Tyga Tyga
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| Or all the above
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| But no fallin in love
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| We just fuck until we fall out and we fall asleep
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| You wanna uptown hustla you can call on me
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| Im jae millz for my money I make moves
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| Like a R8 on the open street
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| I know youre nasty I can see it in your eyes
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| I can tell how you move its written all in your vibe
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| So fuck ya man cuz what he livin is a lie
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| He commercial its only 10 seats on them planes that we fly
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| Plus im fly
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| And no exaggeration but im so high fuck a plane
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| Ill get you to your destination
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| Holla at ya mizzan its young money
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| Life is good fuck the forecast cuz everyday is sunny
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| «well not actually cause I make it rain»
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| Whatever you like
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| Yea you can pick the weather you like
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| Ok
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| Jae Millz, Gudda Gudda, Taz Po, T-Streets, Mack Maine, Tyga Tyga
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| You can do whoever you like
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| You can do whoever you like
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| Umm.
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| They ask me am I single and I tell em hell no
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| They ask who I go with I say whoever wanna go
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| And we can go wherever you like
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| They ask me am I single and I tell em hell no
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| They ask who im fuckin I say whoever wanna know
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| And I can fuck whoever I like
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| Got my 2 fingers out the roof see me reppin out
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| The levi’s is skinny so im walkin wit the weapon out
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| 2 bitches on my arm get my don won on
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| Watch the ho’s go crazy when the boys song on
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| Multicolored stones on, we gettin money, yeah
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| I get my styrofoam on, my cup muddy
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| Yeah I walk down on ya bitch, then I run away wit her
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| Let her do what she like, then I have my way wit her
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| I aint tryna play wit her, I aint tryna stay wit her
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| Im just tryna dick her down nigga you can lay wit her
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| So give me myspace light dot com
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| Im funk master flex with the flow I drop bombs
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| Young gudda money bags, thats what they callin me
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| Shittin on you boys like im sittin on the toilet seat
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| Why M.O.B. |
| we on that soprano shit
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| Everyday we blowing cash we be on that hammer shit
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| Like you cant touch this
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| Like you cant touch us with a pipe
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| But we can touch whoever we like
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| You could even do Little. |
| Chucky, Little Twist, Ky, Bobby V, Little Scrap
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| Didnt say me, cuz I got a wife
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| So sorry not tonight
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| Ohh, but you can do
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| Gudda Gudda, T-Streets, Drizzy, Drake, Mack Maine, Jae Millz, Tyga Tyga
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| You can do whoever you like
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| You can do whoever you like
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| Yeah Im steppin out with my niggas tonight
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| And you could do whoever you like
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| You could do whoever you like
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| You see I hope your math is right
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| Take you body as a sacrifice
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| You see them flashing lights
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| Welcome to afterlife |