(Interlude)
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Throw it back like you don¡¯t fit it like you owe me,
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If you bout that life then baby girl show me,
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Bitch I ball hard like Kobe or Ginobili
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Bitch I ball hard like Kobe or Ginobili.
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Now bring it back like you fit it like you owe me,
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Bitch I ball hard like Kobe or Ginobili
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If you bout that life and baby girl show me,
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This ain¡¯t a game shawty, no this ain¡¯t Ginobili
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(Verse)
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Now this ain¡¯t sicker baby, and I¡¯m a street fighter,
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But I ain¡¯t viga baby, and I ain¡¯t blocka eat her
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I know you like them purses
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And if your man disrespect the rich game
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Then I¡¯ma soon that he lack them hearses
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You know your sister, she been a freak girl,
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She¡¯s been givin that pussy up before she learned had the right incursive
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She been nasty ever since she was younger,
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In the winter, in the spring, in the fall, in the summer
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She pop it off, and when she ride around like the stripper the top is off
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So look when I see her, I just holla I¡¯ll pop it off,
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I¡¯ll pop it off, I¡¯ll pop it off
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For me and my fucking love
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Yea I ain¡¯t tryin¡¯ to see you baby when you¡¯re blaze
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After I twap em a pass you ask to Farid
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And then I¡¯mma let Sean hit em, then I¡¯mma let Boo hit it
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Then I¡¯ma call the rich game and let the whole crew hit it
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(Interlude)
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Now look, throw it back like you don¡¯t feel it like you owe me,
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Bitch I ball hard like Kobe or Ginobili
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Ain¡¯t a game baby girl it ain¡¯t Ginobili,
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If you bout that life and baby girl show me
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I hit you with that 9 to 5, show me what you¡¯re burkin with,
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I hit you with that ten or six, show me what you¡¯re working with,
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I fuck around and do overtime what you¡¯re working with,
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(Verse)
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Shawty what you¡¯re workin with, shawty what you¡¯re working with.
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I see you when your earn men¡¯s fit, but you¡¯re all broken shit
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Now you got some lute, yeah that shit back you,
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But hop yo ass in this coupe, and coming break it off,
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Yeah, break it off, this rubber baby don¡¯t take it off
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I need it all like right now, yeah pop it off
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For me and my dog, yeah pop it off
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Forget your nigga I got his life in my wallet,
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Me and you could do it big like Christopher Wallace,
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I can have you on the beach willin, happy you met me,
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And you can ride me in the water, like a jet ski.
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I fuck around and put this fish up in your booty
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And don¡¯t take it out until they free my nigga Boosy
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See I¡¯m a New Orleans nigga til I¡¯m gone
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Bitch I¡¯m a New Orleans nigga til I¡¯m gone
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If you can¡¯t get it right, then I¡¯ll do you wrong,
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I eat the cheetah thong, go for me alone,
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(Interlude)
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I¡¯ll make her bring it back, like it don¡¯t fit her she owe me,
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Bitch I ball hard like Kobe or Ginobili
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If you bout that life then baby girl show me,
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You bout that life then baby girl show me,
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What you¡¯re working with, yeah, what you¡¯re working with
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I¡¯ll get you with that nine or five, that ten or six what you¡¯re working with
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Yea what you wokin with
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Show me what you¡¯re workin with
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(Outro)
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Now pop it off for my dog, pop it off for my dog,
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Pop it off for my dog, pop it off for my dog,
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Now fuck me good like I just came home,
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Now fuck me good like I just came home.
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Kobe Or Ginobili
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