Baby now you do..
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I'm on the fast track, I'm on the cast track
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I get handshakes, I get ass smacks
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To the ushy cakes, trips to the mall
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On titty jakes, and when they see me ways
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All up them checks yes, I see 8 EFS
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That wet nigga whip it without no steps
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You half court nigga, ain't no press
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On your album,
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So man fuck your mixing
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All a nigga make is rich tapes
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Put it in the back, niggas better honor my flac
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Niggas better honor my swag
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Really came here with the mac
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If you wanna act, I don't wanna do you like that
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Hit your man girl from the back
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Kinda like a fender bender
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I knew a couple on my landis
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And every now and then I bend her
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Corner on her, I don't fuck coroners
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And a blunt that dope, my uncle Roder
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And my hundred sponsors, even money coking
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I'm running rap, a nigga got 8 9 hunned stacks
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Without running packs, that fast track
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Them French fries can't fuck around
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With you simple guys is be hating
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Is CEO, Shawty kay been gone for like 100 days
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And you still ain't seen it's PO but we cashing
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And I'm ashing in that Bentley drop
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(Baby now you do) waiting for that fendi dro
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Just in case you ain't know, we be flexing that gold
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And the clothes, in the malls baby
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(Baby now you do) you was acting brand new
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Like you didn't have a clue
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Just who we the dudes baby
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(Baby now you do)
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And the clothes, in the malls baby
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(Baby now you do) you was acting brand new
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Like you didn't have a clue
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Just who we the dudes baby
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Nigga you know the purp, you know the syrup
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So put that in that soda first
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And if your bitch look good, I'ma chop that wood
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I'ma lace my shoes and go to work!
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I'm working, working, but this shit is not a job
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I applaud when she give me head
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With a lot of slob a lot of suckers did tried me
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And I don't know what you thought it was
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But the phone fuck with your pasi
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Don't ask me about my car keys and what I'm driving
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Who I'm drilling, go and watch man I'm cold chilling
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Smoke smoke and we drink drink,
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And we don't care about what they did
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¡®Cause you don't even wanna wear it till you seen me with it
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My old piece you wanna marry cause you heard I hit it
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I'm showing love to the city man you know I'm with it
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Down like 100 fitting (nigga, we ain¡¯t wearin¡¯ fittin¡¯)
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Just in case you ain't know, we be flexing that gold
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And the clothes, in the malls baby
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(Baby now you do) you was acting brand new
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Like you didn't have a clue
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Just who we the dudes baby
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(Baby now you do)
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And the clothes, in the malls baby
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(Baby now you do) you was acting brand new
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Like you didn't have a clue
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Just who we the dudes baby
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Now You Do
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Sir Michael Rocks |