| If you see that 40 on me, boy you know I ain’t gon play
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| I ain’t blowin' none of my money, so you know a nigga straight
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| Most these niggas, yeah they phony, so I keep em' out my face
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| I done ran up my money, so I know that they gon' hate
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| They gon hate, gon hate, gon hate (7x)
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| I know that, yeah, so I got that nigga bitch like «ooh, ahhh»
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| Pulled up in that mothafuckin', whoo, ooh
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| Shoutout to my nigga Thugga, I need like 2 (Slime, what it do?)
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| Money by the commas
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| Shoutout to my momma
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| We gettin' money in my pajamas
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| Had to stay down for the come-up
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| If I run that ball, I won’t fumble
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| I done done it, I done made stumbles
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| See none of y’all, Stevie Wonder
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| Still look up to my uncle
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| To stand by me, boy, it’s an honor
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| I’m still tryna fuck, Madonna
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| But I ain’t gotta fuck with none of
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| These stuck up bitches, loco bitches
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| Catch a nigga slippin' with no condom
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| Now that ratchet hoe yo baby mama
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| I’m just gon tell her
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| What did I do to these niggas to make 'em mad at me?
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| Might as well, get these niggas, to call they granddaddy
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| I won’t tell, I don’t know, what them folks sayin' somethin'
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| So please don’t ask nothin'
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| Cause I don’t know (6x)
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| I will never change, homie
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| Put that on my name, homie (Rich Homie Baby!)
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| My name is all I got, that’s what I stand for
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| Fit a hundred thou in these pants, boy
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| Can’t remember shit, with them Xans on
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| Got a foreign bitch, big ole' ass on
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| Country nigga sweet, I ran up
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| And I passed out, I ain’t have no seat cause TMZ was braggin'
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| If you see my pants saggin', you ain’t gotta ask no questions, just know |