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This how I creep on ya asses
See how the beat is building I creep on your asses
Just blaze
Let me show y'all what the fuck I mean
Uh uh, jigga man, ya heard
Amillion, ya heard
Rocafella, ya heard
The dynasty, let's go

All my ladies
That's right
You pop cris
That's right
You a hot bitch
That's right
Make that nigga trick
That's right

Get that dough ma
That's right
Let 'em know ma
That's right
Soon as you learn how da drive
Make 'em put you in a five mommie

Yo, you got dough
That's right
Let it show
That's right
If the money's slow
That's right
You know the rest yo
Buck, buck, buck

For my thug niggas
Yeah
Bust a slug niggas
Yeah, yeah
Fuck that get money
Bitch
Show love, niggas

Jigga man got Grammys so grams, cops cannot stand me
Ladies want me to put cock in they hot panties
Big man on campus, six sedan
Over 100 million made niggas shipped and scanned

Niggas cannot stop, knocking that big pac
Banging that big punch, poppin' my big gun quick
Run duck as soon as the gun bust
Forget where I'm from be coughin' ya lungs up

Robbin Hood in the big truck, pickin' the bums up
I never know when I can be down on my dumb luck
But the flow so tough I've been beatin' the drums up
Been hot so long like I'm heatin' the sun up

Wanna come up ones as I'm beggin' niggas to run up
So I can take this heat and bang you ta next summa
Number one rapper dippin' mo mos'
Don't make me come press ya wit' this fo fo, nigga

Ladies
That's right
You pop cris
That's right
You a hot bitch
That's right
Make that nigga trick
That's right

Get that dough ma
That's right
Let 'em know ma
That's right
Soon as you learn how da drive
Make 'em put you in a five mama

Yo, you got dough
That's right
Let it show
That's right
If the money's slow
That's right
You know the rest yo
Buck

For my thug niggas
Right
Bust a slug niggas
Right
Fuck that get money
Right, right
Show love, niggas
That's right

Amillion make allota tricks
Hop skip
The hottest whip
Copped it
Prada shit
Rocked it
Got the cris
Pop it

Can ma spit
Locked it
The roca clique
Got us
Like Jane's cartoon's
Get props for props too

Give you something you can feel
Can't keep still
Tryin' ta see Amil
Dollar, dollar bills
Five inch heels
Bitches wanna grill
Me and my labelmates
Be makin' these cats hate

Oh, come, come now
Wanna know where I'm from now
Her's a little run-down
Bk ta uptown
Pockets kinda plump now
Haters get the thumbs down
No need for all that, I never keep small stacks

Alright y'all lights out
Floss with the ice out
Brag with the price out
Red I flights out
Overseas hideout
More inside out
My bitches time to slide out
It's ladies night out

All my ladies
That's right
You pop cris
That's right
You a hot bitch
That's right
Make that nigga trick
That's right

Get that dough ma
That's right
Let 'em know ma
That's right
Soon as you learn how da drive
Make 'em put you in a five mama

Yo, you got dough
That's right
Let it show
That's right
If the money's slow
That's right
You know the rest yo
Buck

For my thug niggas
Right
Bust a slug niggas
Right
Fuck that get money
Right, right
Show love, niggas
That's right

It's roc-a-wear, nigga
I got clothes, stop it, I got hoes
Black, Asian, Malaysian, Spanish mulattoes
Look, I got whips, 4 dot 6, 6 drop shits
Bentley cop pits

While y'all pop shit
Any nigga that tell you money
Is the root of all evil ain't got shit
You a lying bitch, you rather live poor
I rather die rich, 'nough said

Mami girl, keep the doo rag
You know bag and shoes match
Get niggas for a few stacks
Quick to run through that
Broke niggas boo that
Bought my whole crew rap
The record I don't play around, bitch I lay it down

Shit, I only roll wit'
Those who can go get
6 double 0 whips
Niggas that tips
Ice had ya hoes trip
Daddy, let ya dough flip
Fuck with loose thugs
Go collect them dubs

All my ladies
That's right
You pop cris
That's right
You a hot bitch
That's right
Make that nigga trick
That's right

Get that dough ma
That's right
Let 'em know ma
That's right
Soon as you learn how da drive
Make 'em put you in a five mama

Yo, you got dough
That's right
Let it show
That's right
If the money's slow
That's right
You know the rest yo
Buck

For my thug niggas
Right
Bust a slug niggas
Right
Fuck that get money
Right, right
Show love, niggas
That's right
This how I creep on ya asses   See how the beat is building I creep on your asses   Just blaze   Let me show y'all what the fuck I mean   Uh uh, jigga man, ya heard   Amillion, ya heard   Rocafella, ya heard   The dynasty, let's go      All my ladies   That's right   You pop cris   That's right   You a hot bitch   That's right   Make that nigga trick   That's right      Get that dough ma   That's right   Let 'em know ma   That's right   Soon as you learn how da drive   Make 'em put you in a five mommie      Yo, you got dough   That's right   Let it show   That's right   If the money's slow   That's right   You know the rest yo   Buck, buck, buck      For my thug niggas   Yeah   Bust a slug niggas   Yeah, yeah   Fuck that get money   Bitch   Show love, niggas      Jigga man got Grammys so grams, cops cannot stand me   Ladies want me to put cock in they hot panties   Big man on campus, six sedan   Over 100 million made niggas shipped and scanned      Niggas cannot stop, knocking that big pac   Banging that big punch, poppin' my big gun quick   Run duck as soon as the gun bust   Forget where I'm from be coughin' ya lungs up      Robbin Hood in the big truck, pickin' the bums up   I never know when I can be down on my dumb luck   But the flow so tough I've been beatin' the drums up   Been hot so long like I'm heatin' the sun up      Wanna come up ones as I'm beggin' niggas to run up   So I can take this heat and bang you ta next summa   Number one rapper dippin' mo mos'   Don't make me come press ya wit' this fo fo, nigga      Ladies   That's right   You pop cris   That's right   You a hot bitch   That's right   Make that nigga trick   That's right      Get that dough ma   That's right   Let 'em know ma   That's right   Soon as you learn how da drive   Make 'em put you in a five mama      Yo, you got dough   That's right   Let it show   That's right   If the money's slow   That's right   You know the rest yo   Buck      For my thug niggas   Right   Bust a slug niggas   Right   Fuck that get money   Right, right   Show love, niggas   That's right      Amillion make allota tricks   Hop skip   The hottest whip   Copped it   Prada shit   Rocked it   Got the cris   Pop it      Can ma spit   Locked it   The roca clique   Got us   Like Jane's cartoon's   Get props for props too      Give you something you can feel   Can't keep still   Tryin' ta see Amil   Dollar, dollar bills   Five inch heels   Bitches wanna grill   Me and my labelmates   Be makin' these cats hate      Oh, come, come now   Wanna know where I'm from now   Her's a little run-down   Bk ta uptown   Pockets kinda plump now   Haters get the thumbs down   No need for all that, I never keep small stacks      Alright y'all lights out   Floss with the ice out   Brag with the price out   Red I flights out   Overseas hideout   More inside out   My bitches time to slide out   It's ladies night out      All my ladies   That's right   You pop cris   That's right   You a hot bitch   That's right   Make that nigga trick   That's right      Get that dough ma   That's right   Let 'em know ma   That's right   Soon as you learn how da drive   Make 'em put you in a five mama      Yo, you got dough   That's right   Let it show   That's right   If the money's slow   That's right   You know the rest yo   Buck      For my thug niggas   Right   Bust a slug niggas   Right   Fuck that get money   Right, right   Show love, niggas   That's right      It's roc-a-wear, nigga   I got clothes, stop it, I got hoes   Black, Asian, Malaysian, Spanish mulattoes   Look, I got whips, 4 dot 6, 6 drop shits   Bentley cop pits      While y'all pop shit   Any nigga that tell you money   Is the root of all evil ain't got shit   You a lying bitch, you rather live poor   I rather die rich, 'nough said      Mami girl, keep the doo rag   You know bag and shoes match   Get niggas for a few stacks   Quick to run through that   Broke niggas boo that   Bought my whole crew rap   The record I don't play around, bitch I lay it down      Shit, I only roll wit'   Those who can go get   6 double 0 whips   Niggas that tips   Ice had ya hoes trip   Daddy, let ya dough flip   Fuck with loose thugs   Go collect them dubs      All my ladies   That's right   You pop cris   That's right   You a hot bitch   That's right   Make that nigga trick   That's right      Get that dough ma   That's right   Let 'em know ma   That's right   Soon as you learn how da drive   Make 'em put you in a five mama      Yo, you got dough   That's right   Let it show   That's right   If the money's slow   That's right   You know the rest yo   Buck      For my thug niggas   Right   Bust a slug niggas   Right   Fuck that get money   Right, right   Show love, niggas   That's right
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