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Yeah, okay Im back, sit and listen First album platinum plaques, now watch it The broads, the fastest cars Im sure a lot of niggas wish this was yours
What says it aint? Yall niggas I cant You laughed my dance, I walked it out the bank And now my lady happy we aint gotta starve mad at me cause Im on my Joc
I congratulate you, gotta do it Im not bad, Im to it And if you feel the same yous a friend of mine Wont you tell lames, dont get outta line
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Ive been the world in almost every hood I walk anywhere, my face card is very And they dont around, down in H-town Ill take you to the bottom, Im Dade County
I you out West, in them lo los You scared to represent, a no-no I take you back to the A-town, hey now, play Ill make boys make you lay it down
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I need a bottom bitch, one who attention the grind, respect my intuition Dont get outta line, look and listen And soon find Im what youve been missin'
And the bottom is Im on the clock 24/7 the dont stop Oh yeah, Im from the A, my stompin ground Son, if you on your Joc we stand on common
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