(Verse 1: Tyga)
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T-raw rock my own kick game
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8 figure deal figure how I¡¯m courtside at clip game
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Still pop ace king shit I¡¯m with rose
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Black Maybach leather gloves on that OJ
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OK the day you beating me bitch no day
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Bandz a make her dance that¡¯s thousand dollar foreplay
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AK get a full clip not a soundwave
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You kissed her in her mouth, ask her how my dick taste
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Bitch nigga you don¡¯t want no drama im worth a couple commas
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It¡¯s death before dishonor
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Last king come sign up all my shit be disgner
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Extroardinary rhymer I bodied yo¡¯ shit for nothin¡¯
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Wes, west up, hot temper
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Get wet up she give me head not neck up
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She clean the mess up
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One false move death from gesture
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Cash in the safe I don¡¯t feel no pressure
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(Hook x2)
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I¡¯m dope
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(All) all my shit dooe
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(All) all my shit dope
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Cuz it¡¯s 187 how I killing these hoes
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(Verse 2: Rick Ross)
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Shit
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She fuck hermes and the hustle
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Crown on the watch she got niggas still thuggin¡¯
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8.7 on the crib so fuck it
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Went gold in a month so it ain¡¯t no budget
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New chains, rollex links
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New chick just to drag my mink
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New car just to ride around here
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Aviator crew we flies ¡¯round here
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Hating on hood niggas dying ¡¯round here
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Bath Salt Boss, got insurance on the beard
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Cars rockstar dope boys at odds
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I done seen it all but it¡¯s back to these broads¡¯
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Hands clap like a nigga in the stadium
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Million dollar chain but I¡¯m rocking 8 of ¡®em
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I see you sleeping boy don¡¯t make me pick your label up
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Scottie pipen on the dribble I just laid ¡®em up
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Another triple got me tripping like it¡¯s angel dust
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We just winning all the women in my table ah
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Say my name say my name nigga say my name
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100 million dollar nigga, nigga say my name
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(Hook x2)
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I¡¯m dope
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(All) all my shit dooe
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(All) all my shit dope
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Cuz it¡¯s 187 how I killing these hoes
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(Verse 3: Tyga)
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Chief rocka, pill popper
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Tell them pull them things out cause my car topless
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Off topic, get on top it wish us some absence
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So sincere in her belly, that¡¯s the nah shit
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King announcing that gangsta shit we mobbin¡¯
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We taking your dollars creflo no white collar
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I (pop pop) wish a nigga would call thomas
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Bitch I¡¯m the bomb call me the unabomber
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Money in my game I¡¯m driving shit that¡¯s insane
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You niggas stay in your lane no playing ain¡¯t nothing changed
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Pardon this good regime, I make your girl david blaine
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Murder was the case all the kids say that nigga T-raw
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(Hook x2)
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I¡¯m dope
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(All) all my shit dooe
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(All) all my shit dope
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Cuz it¡¯s 187 how I killing these hoes
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Dope
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Birdman |