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off the top
M.A them hoes out
Redlyfe them poles out

up to the club with a bottle on me (that Henny)
I'm sipping
Got voicemails, I just left the brib
And my bitch, she tripping
Blu just a blunt, he like, "bro you good?"
I'm like, "nah bro, let me hit it"
puff drink, I don't wanna think
Groupies want a picture, groupies wait
I'm in zone, I'm in another zone
My girl getting on my nerves, I ain't going
Ain't got time for shit (I don't got time for this shit)
I ain't got time for bitch (I don't got time for this bitch)
Throwing ones like money on trees
So I look down all I see is green
Never for love in the strip club
Where all the bartenders me big hugs, wait
up, turn around, tssk, girl
Where you think you with that big butt?
Brown water sippin' in big cup
My nigga Bottle only big blunts
dude, you are not a tough guy
Not the one with a gun, guy
My hitters shootin' shit for fun, guy
Head shot, hit the boy one
Do not come to Brooklyn that nonsense
I used to bag the work in apartments
Now I get a bag for a
If you want to book me, Big Savage who you to
While they making disses I'm making hits
'Cause if it make dollars it don't make no sense
is chess, not checkers, learn the game dude
But I just can't relate that's what lames do
Big brown bone, she like Babe Ruth
She let me hit it out the park I'm Babe Ruth
Then I hit my dougie, ooh I'm though
Bring that Hilfiger back and I'm jiggy
Niggas I'm hot but they envy though
Oh well, at my bitch is with me ho
This her favorite song, this her favorite (OOOUUU)
She get in her Birk when put this on
Oww, that's the call
OOOUUU, shawty got that hot
My don't talk, they just pop off
If a thot front, she'll get dropped off
My homie Sav in that Porsche the top off
I'm in Audi with some slippers and some socks on
Doin' 95 just to a cop off
Then I pull up to your hood and piss your off (skrt skrt)
Bitch I got that hot
So NY with these on
And shoutout to the girls who wear sew-ins
Cause it's all my bitches with the wigs on, OOOUUU
You don't got no hot
You are not hot, you a
Fuck boy and get your top knocked off
them hoes, yeah they quick to really pop off
And them niggas, yeah they pop off
And you know the beat I can bop on
Yeah we bop on, New York bop on 'em
Yeah we bop, bop, I'ma bop on 'em

Yeah we got hot sauce
But you niggas got no hot
This the of beat I can bop on
I need a quick that can top off
This the that I really get my guap on
And you the whole game, I got a lock on
It's Young M.A, Redlyfe, got hot sauce
got that hot sauce
Shawty you got no hot sauce
Nah, you got no hot sauce
You don't got no hot
Them niggas got that hot sauce