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Had dreams of me skirtin dat Vette when I pull off the lot kno im doing the dash
Really dont care who behind me cuz first place is all that I kno
Since the second I crashed
Im in love wit dem diamonds the way be dancing I kno they be makin you mad
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Sliding off the lot fish tail Im booking
Wit ya vibe on my side tryna tell me bout cooking
Blowing on a cloud drown her out central booking
Focused on the money taste good where the pudding
Three chains on my chest hella cold still sweating
I could take a white a bih and turn her chocolate like nestle
Plotting on a nigga he dont think i wont stretch him
If I put my dawgs on'em all I say is go get'em
Forty yelling squeeze me
Why you gotta tease me
Let me eat this nigga and im beggin daddy feed me
Niggaz captain planet well Im feeling Hoggish Greasley
Bite down through the bone ian think you really need it
In the ring Mayweather nigga cant be beat
Niggaz cream Dr Pepper cuz they got a lil sweet
Aint Ten Thirty one but they got a lil treat
Road run to dem bands to far outta reach
Pulled up wit the Choir now they think I wont preach
Touched down wit the Choir Money wrecking every beat
If Money have to up the fire then the Choir wont speak
When the Choir start talking every voice sing
Fam in the pot got it coming in six ways
Moving on a hunnid money calling on the relay
Money circulating track team that's a relay
Finesse a fuck nigga give him hunnidz off of Ebay
Ian stepped in no class but they got a nigga teaching
Bad bih to the front nails got the board skrechin
Bitches askin what's my name tell dem hoes Mr Beat It
If she really wit the shit tell my guh let let her eat it
Gut check a nigga tight like a sit up
Its like the last set gon take a sec to get up
Hit you abstract ya vision get blurred up
Prepared a platter for him now you get served up
You say you that gas but I feel no pressure
Gon run thru'em all give a call cant bless ya
Gotcha in ya cry baby wont help ya
Tryna put the whole team on a yacht
We dont pull up to the spots
Then latch on to the docks
Throw that bih in a knot and step out supa fly
Like the first of July bih im coming in hot
Think you taking my spot nigga probably not
You get cooked in front ya niggaz like Hibachi
Ima black belt in fuck up everybody
Big steppa dz niggaz mad
Pockets filled the extra in the bag
Always clutching shifting were the gas
Add'em up jus watch and do the math
Slip and nigga Money on ya azz
Downfall seen'em foe he crash

Had dreams of me skirtin that Vette when I pull off the lot kno im doing the dash
Really dont care who behind me cuz first place is all that I kno
Since the second I crashed
Im in love wit dem diamonds the way be dancing I kno they be makin you mad
Im stacking dem racks til they bust out the bag switch out another
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Written by:
Kevin Young

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