Hey Mr. Fred, we almost there
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Make this bread or make your bed
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Take this ride or take this wheel
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Take your time or take this pill
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Hey Mr. Fred, we almost there
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Make this bread or make your bed
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Take this ride or take this wheel
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Take your time or take this pill
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My nigga Mr. Fred, we almost there (money, money)
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Make this bread or make your bed (ballin¡¯ nonstop)
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Take this ride or take this wheel (money, money)
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Take your time or take this pill (ballin¡¯ nonstop)
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[Verse 1]
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I¡¯m hoppin¡¯ out the casket
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Cocaine on my glasses
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Some all white wuppies that I picked up on my last trip
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Them niggas is yaggin¡¯
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Too much into fashion
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My body guard a beast, and if you reach
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Then he spazzin¡¯
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That rat-tat-tat action
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Them lights, camera
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I¡¯m like the Dodge dealership
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I got a lot of challengers
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Damn this shit remind me of my dogs
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We was on a paper mission, get it all
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Millioni to the drawers
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What¡¯s up?
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I went to school but never went to school
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¡®Cause I was busy on tour
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¡®Cause where we live a nigga only as good as his credit card score
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A-1, I shipped a box of them new iPhones straight to my home
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Two to my dome, can¡¯t feel my eyes
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Can¡¯t feel my bones, you not alone
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[Hook]
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[Verse 2]
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When I seen it, I want it, I need it
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Unlimited reasons, my heart in the freezer
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I¡¯m on it, you niggas is lacking
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Napping, you loafing, you lacking the focus
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My Spanish bitch that I¡¯m with
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I¡¯m smashing, I¡¯m stoking, with passion, devotion
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That money come, and that money stay
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If you fuck her good, she won¡¯t run away
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I¡¯m golded up like Gabby Douglas
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My necklace, changing the center weight
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My old niggas still Caddy truckin¡¯
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I¡¯mma wait for that Aston truck
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My boonie niggas is savage, bruh
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Jammed out in that traffic, cuz
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I¡¯m cashin¡¯ out and I¡¯m stackin¡¯ up
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Your girl¡¯s pussy is trash as fuck
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I never talk shit about a teammate
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We goin¡¯ Bobby for a pocket full of green face
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When I die I¡¯ll be reborn with a clean slate
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And RIP to the weed that we cremate
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[Hook]
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Make This Bread
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Sir Michael Rocks |