Brooklyn, Harlem...my man Lil Fame on the beat, M.O.P, Dipset!
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Hey Suga Duga
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Sold a million and ain't comfortable? poor boy (poor boy Shawn)
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And you thirty you still could go to the store boy
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Well at the store get a Windex, clean the Range (that's for the windows)
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Chicken wings and fried rice, keep the change (keep that, $2)
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Mitch you got the coupe shop, well you lame buzzin (stupid ass)
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I'm not Pac, Big or Harold, Kane cousin? (I'm not none of them)
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Let me explain something, propane with the flames buzzing
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Young fella, umbrella, still stop when it's rain coming (tat tat tat)
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Lemme leave him alone, hop on a paid for plane (with Fizzle)
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Why I'm beefing for? He still ain't even say my name (he scaaaared)
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He know the kid, the deal (deal), F how you bitches feel (feel)
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I'm on the Gravy Train (train), it got biscuit wheels (biscuit wheels?)
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The ones the chicks could feel, like Dorothy clicking heels
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My car Babyface (why?)....it got that Whip Appeal (oww!)
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Killa!
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Where my baby, my baby
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You know my lady, my lady
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She never play me, just lay me
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That's my suga duga(suga duga)
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I see ya vision, you stripping
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For tuition, just listen
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I aint knockin your mission
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You my suga duga(suga duga)
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You, me, Saks Five
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Nemus, act live
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Wrist fit, that size girl
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Hey suga duga(suga duga)
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I wanna beat it, in the bed I'm undefeated
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Ya ass right, and look at the cleavage
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Hey suga Duga(suga duga)
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Hey suga Duga(suga duga)
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Hey suga Duga(suga duga)
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Hey suga Duga(suga duga)
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This is crazy
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Killa!
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Come here baby
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Don't wanna hurt ya heart (not at all), I feel we deserve a start
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You smart, and me ma? (huh), I'm a work of art (I'm a different story)
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You I'm admiring, you feel that you tired then (why's that?)
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School ain't paying and you saying they ain't hiring (been down that road)
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Been there, told you different then I'd be lying then (I'd be lying)
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My boss ain't have a gun so I was doing firing (that's another story)
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That's neither here or there, it's you I'm tryna ask about (what you like?)
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You like the internet, desire, fashion house? (I know you watching that)
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You from a bad block, worst ave, dead street (both from Harlem)
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Ya baby father, why bother, his nickname is dead beat (we'll break a deal)
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You raise em' all alone, them kids you could call your own (your own)
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You need a helping hand, well baby girl call the phone (gmme ya number)
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You can't move in but my crib you could call your home, all the stones, just don't do me like Paula Jones
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Killa!
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Where my baby, my baby
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You know my lady, my lady
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She never play me, just lay me
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That's my suga duga(suga duga)
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I see ya vision, you stripping
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For tuition, just listen
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I aint knockin your mission
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You my suga duga(suga duga)
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You, me, Saks Five
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Nemus, act live
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Wrist fit, that size girl
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Hey suga duga(suga duga)
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I wanna beat it, in the bed I'm undefeated
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Ya ass right, and look at the cleavage
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Hey suga Duga(suga duga)
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Hey suga Duga(suga duga)
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Hey suga Duga(suga duga)
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Hey suga Duga(suga duga)
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Hey Suga Duga! (hey boo boo!), pusher pusher (pusher?)
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Calm down I ain't call you a hooker, hooker (right)
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Nah I'm the nookie nooga (nooga), then I look and took her
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"What about my man?" (pffft), tell em' Cam getting booga booga (knocking her)
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You know the toolery, the jewelry, he front they'll be a eulogy, you don't know about the kid, well Google me (dot com me)
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And truthfully, y'all sounding like some fools to me (pssh, c'mon), we could pull the guns out and duel it b, it's cool with me (at high noon)
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Got a slug import, Lennox Ave. thug resort (that's where I be), not on vH1 (but?)but I Love New York (not the girl)
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Some fiends love to snort, lawyers that'll smother court, right where they mothers fought but ma that's another sport (that's another sport)
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Killa!
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Where my baby, my baby
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You know my lady, my lady
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She never play me, just lay me
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That's my suga duga(suga duga)
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I see ya vision, you stripping
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For tuition, just listen
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I aint knockin your mission
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You my suga duga(suga duga)
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You, me, Saks |