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[Chorus] They mad at me Check got Os, diamonds in my chain (they mad at me) Good got Jordan`s, the sun in my Range (they mad at me) Pass by don`t speak to the hatas (they mad at me) House got marble floors and escalators (they mad at me) Stay G`d up sharp as a razor (they mad at me) Guess they ain`t neva seen a playa (they mad at me) My girl in Luis that and Fendi this (they mad at me)
[Verse 1] Ain`t my fault, smooth Can`t eve ride down the street without somebody screamin The woman love me and even the fellas be teamin But see I hate male groupies, so jus steop the hell off Look but don`t touch as I bail off, handle, wheel, and the clutch I love what I`m doin ?? Support me and stop the hate If I gave you 50 Gs to shut up you`d be straight Sike, It won`t happen Look hurr I ain`t jus rappin I make it happen, like a captain, 2nd to none, I`m draftin Holdin my own, I`m grown and do what I choose to Ya like the blueberry Bentley Though I ain`t hurr to amuse you I got a safe in a place you will prolly never find it Bein mad at me like bein mad at the game I designed it
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Ay, look at the rims on that car (tire screech) Uh, dubs rub the cizzurb Got the drink and izzerb Floatin thought the city, man I gottz leave the subizzurb Man, with the tvs and the wood expand, front to back Plus and that flat flask black max, in the trunk you pump Never take what I earn Jus made a million plus, we got money to burn Catch me in the quarter ?? Wit the triple arm Hoppin out G`d up, dangling my DTP charm Gotta get in and I`m wit it, it`s a must I talk it, you see that gold If you want it, it`s a must You walk it Baby blue Benz, old school, 74 hoe next to the blue and grey Rolls wit the blue and grey doles Yea
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Yo, national bridge I`m headin to Uh, O`Fallon mark the spot On Sunday Buck be heated Cuz we peep 2s that`ll make you need to live or treat it I hustle wit the raps like ounces of crack Weigh it to my playa, sharp fools play it up Never let a freak stroll, keep hoes on hold Jus to talk to me, exciting like the Rams Superbowl And I put that on goals if I don`t blow now I`ma repo this whole industry and its gon go down W`sup wit it See me glow in the dark Catch me in the Northwest plaza buyin up the large I paid my dues, don`t get mad, jus let me ball When they see lil Howard they gon be like naaaawww
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