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[Hook] Just like that, n*ggas don't know how to act Bet when them n*ggas hear this they get to grabbing they strap Just let them DJ, they know They get to bringing it back Them n*ggas hit up the club, they get to bringing the set I said, now just like that, b*tches don't know what to do And when we hit up the club, you know them broads coming through I told her hit up her girl, tell them that they can come too And now that b*tch off the chain, I told y'all then what I do I say now just like that [Verse 1] B*tches they screaming, I can hear b*tches calling Give a f*ck if they like it, tell them n*ggas I'm balling These n*ggas holding they nuts As you see I ain't stalling Swear these n*ggas a trip As you see I ain't falling They want me trip on my strings Want me fall on my face Hit a lick for a hundred and it fell in my safe Sexy, no alcoholic, but she drink like a toilet Told her do me a favor and put your mouth on this faucet I know just how she like it She might think I'm a psychic Even called me a plumber, she like the way that I pipe it N*ggas talk like they know me, they must got me mistaken B*tch, I'm pleading not guilty, you'll never charge me with faking [Hook] [Verse 2] You see my back on my shit, you can tell I'm swagging And you know that I got it, you can tell I ain't bragging Them Rollies wit' big faces, drink Ciroc by the cases I'm Neo out this b*tch, feel like I'm stuck in the Matrix I'm talking so much white, you would think I was racist See I came from the bottom, I'm talking under the basement Threw the roof off this b*tch like we just had a tornado Desert Eagles, they twins, I call em Cain and Abel Hundred K in my pocket, that shit as thick as a Bible Superstar in my hood, so that would make me an idol Had a hell of a night, so I'ma say me a prayer In the lockout I'm balling, so that would make me a player [Hook] [Verse 3] I got em bouncing and leaning, I got em drinking and smoking I told her take off her clothes What she say? That she open If you're getting to the money, my n*gga, ball like a dog Them cigarillos so big, them b*tches look like they logs I'm the life of the party, bring the party some life You know I'm dead-ass serious. Why? Cause I said it twice We talking straight suicide, we taking shots to the head Must be drinking amnesia, cause I forgot what I said Stack up so much bread I'ma need me a toaster My partner ride with his chopper, this n*gga think he a soldier Why I'ma stand in the section when I can stand on the sofa? So y'all guess what I does, you never say I ain't told ya [Hook] |