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Yeah, I'm on a
Daddy to scoop in the Caddy
Go Ms. Gladius, B to A to B Y, biatch
so fly an' somethin' so slick

24's, 28's, got to be
never, nigga, whatever
It's the New Orlean's finest,
I'm a worldwide rider with that Gucci an' shit

Look like I got to my Prada
Get a few dollars, holla at a
Nigga, if it ain't money, it can't me
I'm platinum from the neck, wrists, an' teeth

an' I'm so ooh
Get outta line, me bust my 2
I ran out the house an' I ran in the
people was comin', "Hands up", ya feel me?

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I'm the of the nest, the shark of the sea
Hungry dog on the that's tryin' to eat
move me 'cause I be who I be
The uptown rider, the CMB

I get what I want, when I I could have it
Lexus, Bentley an' the Jag, nothin'
Never got but I'm lovin' Ms. Gladius
Bird lady in brand new Caddy

I'm a boss, nigga, nothin' less, two boats, no cost,
Fly, nigga, your hearts, nigga
what Daddy told me, Mommy told me
Stand my grounds, be a man,

No quarters, no with them wholes thang
Fuck it, pitch in, an' don't fuck with them chickens, man
Flip from cars, rims an' bucks
Live this life like you don't give a fuck,

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Do donut, swing around an' around the corner
Change twice, come back with the homies
That fly shit, Prada an' Gucci sheets
Feather to the with swine on her feets

Bezel that with the 9 on the seats
An' whether that's or white mink on me
See, I'm hustlin' leathers, I'm cheddars
Eminem's bitch, it gets no better

With the wide D lips, with the leather
An' I ball a dawg, hood rich forever
See I'm iced all up with chrome metal
equipped with the Coogi sweater

But it's the Birdman Daddy, I run with the game
Birds got to have it my birdy change
But it's the big thangs on big range, stop an' goes
26's, 28's, the Birdman

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