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Say Juicy J must magic, all these invisible sets I put in my lungs and leather seats in my jet I got a toilet, my nigga, I'm rich as shit And I would a wallet but all my money won't fit I the bag in Miami, and Ferragamo'd my bitch A couple of bands for her heels, a of more for her tits Bitch I got money and shooters, make me pay for the hit They wipe your ass off the planet you ain't never exist
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I'm countin' so much money, dollar all I see I might go buy me a island and fly your to my D I got that old school Chevy with on my seat And I still run with wolves, yeah bitch I'm a beast I spent the rack 'fore I knew it, and was just on my feet This bitch is stupid as but on that Molly she geek She like "It's Christmas in May", I'm to roll up a wreath And I'm so cold on hoes but I still carry that heat
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