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That's that creep, creep mode baby, we in creep mode. Don't come around here, baby, shining like that, yeah It's crazy on this side, come through, gun through. Oh, ya man live out here, don't go and
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Daydreamin' of dirt bikes and four wheelers. Shoppin' sprees at the diamond dealer. Hats and jackets, shirts, pants and sneakers. That brand new car smell We sceamin', daydreamin' of penthouses in
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We get that paper baby boy, it's easy. You want to be who? You can't be me. Shorty gave me that ass on GP. Rollin' in a G-500, or the Porsche, roof open And I know that you're hopin' that I fall re
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It seems like, ever since a nigga became multi. Every women on planet Earth got their eyes. On the kid, they all wanna touch. On a nigga skin, they love me so much. They all got P on they brain.
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Yeah Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it to Heaven. Just get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in. Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm good. *, I done talk my way out of the hood Now if
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Yeah, 'bout to get my head right on this one. Oh oh oh yeah, oh oh oh, uh-huh uh-huh. Yeah, yeah c'mon Hav' come through, slump low with the seat back. With somethin' in the stash to push a elephan
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Wooh, yeah, you can get with this or you can get with that. I don't got to tell you hoe, you know I got that crack. Three for the price of one, you know I have you comin' back. You can have me a P.
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Gun wars, money, hustle, the hoes. Niggaz that don't get along for life, that's how it go. Momma's victim, take care of there kids, and let 'em roam. And you can see how he or she gon' be when they
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