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(Lex Luger on the beat)

Uh, yeah

Hustle game too real

Suu-whoop cap on tilt (Uh, yeah)

All the pretty girls popping pussy on the way (Uh)

Big dog stand about 8'10" (8'10")

Rich nigga, park the Wraith by the gym (Err)

Heavy chains, nigga, my gems has a gem (Woah, woah)

Don't call me Ferg, nigga, I'm him (I'm him)

Red got caught with eighteen M's (Eighteen M's)

Dust in the box, free my niggas out the pen (Niggas out the pen)

Bad bitch, ass busting through the hems (Through the hems)

Wanna ****, shoot her with my Ray Bans (My Ray Bans)

I'm Jigga, nigga, I don't even shake hands

Eight figure nigga, I don't even shake bands

Need a sneaker deal, all I do is chase bands

"Ferg, why your mouth looking like a avalanche?"

Hawaiian Punch, coupe leave 'em in a trance (Ah)

Wifey in the suites, side bitches in the stands

Crowd going crazy every time my wrist dance

Crowd going crazy every time my bitch dance

Too trill, getting mills

Sprewells, spinnin' wheels

New grill, feeling chills

Ooh, I'm getting cake

Hustle game too real

Suu-whoop cap on tilt

All the pretty girls popping pussy on the way

Big Ferg, big cars, live large

Canary yellow wrist, you can say I'm pissed off

Where I'm from, it's still a couple bodies in the wall

Where I'm from, they put a couple bodies in the wall (Damn)

Fed-ass nigga, **** is you, Nardwaur?

Dead-ass nigga, leave him by the sidewalk

Salad bowl pocket, yeah, that money talk

Salad bowl, salad bowl, yeah, that money talk (Flushing)

We steady mobbing, killers and some robbers

You don't wanna **** with me

Got Sam in the cut with me

Your bitch in the truck with me (I'm a G, yeah)

Too trill, getting mills

Sprewells, spinnin' wheels (Uh)

New grill, feeling chills

Ooh, I'm getting cake (Yeah)

Hustle game too real

Suu-whoop cap on tilt (Uh)

All the pretty girls popping pussy on the way (Uh, yeah)

Move that

Move that

Woah, woah, woah

Woah, woah, woah (Ah)