(Hook)
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When I switch lanes, phantom doors swing
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Arm out the window screaming money ainĄŻt a thang
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Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
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Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
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Rari switch lanes, diamonds in my chain
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Been around the world all the hoes know my name
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Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
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Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang
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(Verse 1: Game + Tyga)
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(Game)
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Fuck a nigga up,louie belt match the chucks
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IĄŻm in the club with raw nigga, 10 racks a tub
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Back it up like a u-haul, rake ass is up
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Spades in my ice bucket, rub that for luck
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Racks in my cargos, Audemar stupid
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They say she in love with me, stay away from cupid
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The PanameraĄŻs sick, Lupus
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T-Rawwwww show them how we do it
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(Tyga)
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Swiss signs do it, my new bitch
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A nudist, peace like a buddist
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Cooler than cool-whip, give brain donĄŻt be stupid
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Faded like boozy, cut like a crew neck
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Arm out the window, another check, another rolex
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MoĄŻ less, the moet, the moĄŻ sex, I must say
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I bought her the P Jet, more than a piss test
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So I wake up, IĄŻm fucked up, my ex trynaĄŻ make up
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(Game)
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Wake up, telling these bitches to get their cake up
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Wake up, shooting my babies all on her make up
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IĄŻm running through all these hoes, Brandon Jacobs
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Lambo doors up, sitting just like her legs
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Eat it off from the club, rather fuck hoes instead
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(Hook)
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When I switch lanes, phantom doors swing
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Arm out the window screaming money ainĄŻt a thang
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Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
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Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
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Rari switch lanes, diamonds in my chain
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Been around the world all the hoes know my name
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Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
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Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang
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(Verse 2: Tyga + Game)
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(Tyga)
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Never tell a bitch I love her
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Money talk Chris Tucker
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Got a chauffeur, and a driver
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I donĄŻt lease it, IĄŻmma buy it
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IĄŻll be on the broke diet
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You ainĄŻt eating but you biting my style
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Motherfucking strike, light-lightening
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T-Carti, my bitch like Bvlgari
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I walk in the spot, all these bitches bogart me
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Spent 30 racks, IĄŻmma make it back tomorrow
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Pull up with a big titty bitch like Toccara
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(Game)
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You ainĄŻt never seen a rari, look like a safari
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Tyga riding shotgun, snake print cardi
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Air, IĄŻm in them like airs
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2500 nigga call them Nikes rare
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See them niggas hating, but I donĄŻt really care
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Gold bottles coming, tell them bitches light flares
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Snow on my wirst call that rollie big bear
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See it in the light though (woah) Ric Flair
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(Hook)
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When I switch lanes, phantom doors swing
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Arm out the window screaming money ainĄŻt a thang
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Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
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Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
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Rari switch lanes, diamonds in my chain
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Been around the world all the hoes know my name
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Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
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Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang
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(Verse 3: Game)
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Pull up at the barber shop, chop off the top of the Phantom
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Bitches screaming A, weĄŻre no where near Atlanta
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Maybe she a rockstar, maybe she a sinner
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Fucking with them lottery boys, now she a winner
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IĄŻm all in that Virginia, I mean that vagina
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Get lost in that pussy, nigga you will never find her
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Eat it like lasagna, eat it like E-Honda
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Shout out to my nigga Breezy, and beat it like Rihanna
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(Hook)
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When I switch lanes, phantom doors swing
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Arm out the window screaming money ainĄŻt a thang
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Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
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Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
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Rari switch lanes, diamonds in my chain
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Been around the world all the hoes know my name
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Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
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Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang
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Switch Lanes
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| Birdman |
