[Verse 1: CyHi Da Prynce]
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It may seem I'm sitting on a fortune
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But sometimes money is just so important
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In my hood, I'm equivalent to Jordan
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Dribbling on the court, but shawty out here recording
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Tricking rather give it to an orphan
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All you wanna do is hit the clique into a saw, eh?
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Get her pregnant, then neglect it
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Then you go an tell the chick "get an abortion"
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Them types, CyHi is not endorsing
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They sitting down to take a leak, I'm pissing on the porcelain...
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I'm from the South, but my parents are New Yorkin'
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Shouts out to Albany ? I see you Uncle Norman!
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Keep your family before friends
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Cause God is the only one that come before them
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You got a nephew? Well, go support him!
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You got some nieces, make sure that you adore them
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I miss mine, cause I'm always out here touring
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Or with the strippers at the Hilton up on Cortland
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One from Utah, the other one from Portland
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We in Cali though, but I am from New Orleans
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I can't lie, I lust for things
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Like an old-school black Old Cut supreme
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Or an iced-out G shock and a custom ring
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And a freak with an ass that sit above her jeans
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But if not...
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[Hook:]
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Woopty Doo!
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Shawty say caked up.
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Woopty Doo!
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Just bought an Escalade truck
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Woopty Doo!
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Put some 26s on it
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Woopty Doo!
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She be looking pretty, don't it?
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Woopty Doo!
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You hit the club and made it rain
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Woopty Doo!
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You spend like 50 on the chain
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But every 365 bro, you get a little wiser
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And realize all that stupid shit you bought was lame
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Cause it don't mean shit, when you out there on your own
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Cause it don't mean shit, when the Feds run in your home
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Cause it don't mean shit, when you can't take care of your kids
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Cause it don't mean shit, I tell em:
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Woopty Doo! Woopty Doo! Woopty Doo!
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[Verse 2: Big Sean]
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Okay I'm rocking all gold
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I feel like a Pharoah from b-b-b
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Bullets is bigger than arrows
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But in the middle of that peril
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I'm still rocking new apparel
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I just left the casino, I got money by the barrels
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I feel like I'm Al Pacino
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I'm counting Robert DiNero
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If a bitch want more? Best believe me that I'm there
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You can catch me in the middle of that field like a scarecrow
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Only difference is that I'm never scared
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I'm tired of the cloudy days
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I'm wishing for the sun
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You would've thought I was sterile
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But I made it to the sky where angel asses erect us
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Hollwood directors, Melrose dressers
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Aston's around us
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Toss another rounder, but if I fail
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Will they catch me before the ground does?
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Who your real friends and friends by technicality?
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They ask how your mama is or ask for a salary
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[Hook: Big Sean]
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Woopty Doo!
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Homie say he caked up
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Woopty Doo!
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Just bought an Escalade truck
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Woopty Doo!
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You put some 26s on it
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Woopty Doo!
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Yo shit be looking pretty, don't it?
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Woopty Doo!
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You hit the club and make it rain
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Woopty Doo!
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You spend like 50 on a chain
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But every 365 bro, you get a little wiser
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And realize all that stupid shit you bought was lame
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Cause it don't mean shit, when you're out here on your own
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Cause it don't mean shit, when them Feds run in your home
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Cause it don't mean shit, if you can't take care of your kids
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Cause it don't mean shit, Man, fuck what ya did
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I tell em:
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Woopty Doo! Woopty Doo! Woopty Doo!
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I tell em:
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Woopty Doo! Woopty Doo! Woopty Doo!
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[Verse 3: CyHi Da Prynce]
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Patience is better than pride
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So I'm riding factory without the leather inside
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Half of y'all ain't got a car to put leather inside
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Plus, the smaller the rim, the better the ride!
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Suckers talk, but I never reply
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Don't hate, cause I've never been a confederate guy
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So when I die, I look God dead in the eye
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He said I got a room for you and a bed in the sky
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But y'all can't get no capital cause your priorities fucked up
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Part of the minority cause majority of us
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Die by the gun and let authorities cuff us
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Everyday is like Glory to us, bruh
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So keep it cool shawty, let's see the tool shawty
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Say they gangsta's but they ain't never made the news shawty
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Call me St Lou' cause I'm giving you the blues shawty
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If you see me in the Lamb', than you know that boo bought it
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I was blesse |