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Unh, all I do is this Stunt when I want, ride new shit Unh, all I do is this Unh, n*ggas new to this [Verse 1] I'm super-rich like Russell, naw Leor I'm decked out, my b*tch smell like Dior She spoiled, she want it, she can have that Your b*tch cool, but where her Birkin bag at? You can tell a lot about a n*gga by his b*tch Be my guest, look at mine, I'm the shit I'm hot, my shit bump coast to coast, don't it? I get bread my watch I blew a loaf on it Get caught staring at that get smoked for it Fool, my swag unlimited So fly, ain't shit I can't buy Louis Vuitton kicks, my Louis Vuitton b*tch Fresh off the runway, get your one one-day Catch me in Milan, tuxedo on The black James Bond, n*gga I'm a Don I do what I want, when and where I want [Hook] Put your hands up, put 'em where my eyes can see What's up, you know you wanna party with me Let's f*ck, we wilding in the place to be B*tch quit playing Put your hands up, put 'em where my eyes can see What's up, you know you wanna party with me Let's f*ck, we wilding in the place to be N*gga quit playing [Verse 2] Catch me riding solo, Purple Label Polo Paparaz' photo my side b*tch in Manolo It's all about dough though, my knuckle game like Cotto Plus I get to shooting, but keep that on the low though (Hey!) N*gga, I don't really got to talk about it Me, I get paper, moves I make major Shoes I rock – gator, wing tips player My style so pure, I'm so couture I'm down by law, certified B-boy Hold up, wait a minute, money – I'm gonna spend it Or why the f*ck would I hustle hard to get it? So many flows, the hoes be on the di-dick And when they pop it and lock it, they know I'm with it Dame lingua, give tongue while I hit it She a star, fresh from PR Give me more, baby give me more [Hook] |