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Tired of all this mother****in' talkin' shit
You **** know who really do this shit
Quit playin' with me
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Drop top on a summer day
40k, all cash
Lookin' out the window of this jet
I know time'll pass
I used to **** with baby girl
But knew that it would never last
'Cause I be on some other shit
On a whole 'nother planet
Goin' through these documents
Shootin' like Stojakovic
Stones with the paperwork
I'm just bein' optimistic
I'm just bein' confident
I just keep droppin' shit
I just keep coppin' shit
I ain't gotta pop my shit
Bouncin' like a trampoline
Hotter than some matches and some gasoline
Hotter than a mink in a thousand degrees
Summertime packin' the heat
This shit can get crazy
**** better stay on feet
'Cause shit been changin'
Prices is higher, dollar is droppin'
I count it precisely, I need the profit
I'm feelin' like Malcolm, totin' a rifle
Bike seven miles, then back to the dollar
Let's get this money, ****
We ain't doin' no lil' shit
Bike seven miles, then back to the dollar
**** you talkin' 'bout?
**** out here crashin' out over the buns
Bike seven miles, then back to the dollar
****, what's your R.O.I., ****?
Bike seven miles, then back to the dollar
Shit gotta make sense, b***h
Bike seven miles, then back to the dollar
Shh, Goddamn
Uh, sock it to me
Good job, aye, aye, aye, shh
Damn, good job
Sock it to me
Uh, damn
































