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Big stepper size 13 on my fucking feet

Niggas coppin' pleas, got your bitch she on her knees

She blessin' I ain't sneeze, pull up to the scene, lookin' clean, then I fuckin' squeeze

P-p-pop his top like a soda, choppa on the sofa

In the hood like a motor, I get paper like a photo

Yeah, no emotion take the E off the front

Bitch I'm havin' motion, Wock or Tris my secret potion

Belly of the beast, I'm floatin',

Money talk or no commotion

I got a bread truck but I ain't loafin'

Pull up middy shoot like Kobe,

Suite life like it's Zach & Cody

My-my-my cup green like Shrek, this shit ain't done yet

Bitch I'm runnin' up the checks, my mama know I'm up next

About my money and respect, I'll break your fuckin' neck

And if I'm givin' you some money, bitch, I better get some sex

Specifically a hundred, bitch, you givin' up the neck And if your friend wanna join in, she can be your twin

G23 compact, Michael Jordan in the Benz

No lie, I been hustlin' since a kid

If she a ten then we gotta get it in

Get-get-get down with the get down, he get glicked down

Big dog, I'm a pit dog, bitch, sit down before you get picked off, yeah

Wocky in a apple sauce, got my eyes crisscrossed

Big boss, Rick Ross, fat nigga dissin I'll give him lemon pepper wings

Bitch thought I was married twice, all these fuckin' rings

Turn a nigga heart ice all this motherfuckin' bling

Bad bitch, dark skin, she a pretty brown ting

Flow mean, flow sick, got em' all on my dick, got em' soakin' up the drip

Pockets blue like a crip, double cup, take a sip, drop dick in her guts and dip

Yeah nigga, ThousandGang Militia

Bitch we comin' out to, get ya, grr, grr, grr